Burnt by the Sun – “Heart of Darkness”
Stupid Internet hype! This happens from time to time and it never surprises when it does. The blog-o-sphere, this little skid mark of a site included, gets its panties real wet over a single put up on myspace by a band that that is defunct or soon to be from an album that is coming out in a couple of months. I have a theory that if people know that the upcoming album in question is the last of its kind they tend to think higher or get more excited about it. I guess everybody just wants to remember things in rose light rather than the harsh light of reality.
Heart of Darkness by Burnt by the Sun is a great example of this phenomenon in action. For at least three months leading up to this there were sporadic posts on various sites when new songs were put up. “This is a great definition of brutality” or, “this is the heaviest thing I’ve heard recently” were typical descriptors. I didn’t actually go over to said myspace and listen to these songs, but I was anticipating this album a great deal from the recommendations coming out. So on release day I head up to Colfax and one of the three record stores up there and pick up this little nugget of great album art, get home, put it on and turn it up as it was 2 PM and none of my neighbors were home.
Under whelmed is a one way to put how I felt. Another way to put it would be like going out with a super hot girl for like three months before she lets you see her naked. You have endured dating nightmares like craft fairs and farmers markets, helped her give her annoying dog a bath, and maybe sat through a episode or two of Lost. The only thing keeping you going is the fact that you are going to get in there and tear shit up like it’s the Graf Orlock pit. And then it turns out that she has been wearing body-enhancing clothing the whole time. Boobs and booty are not as cool as advertised. You are still getting laid, but it’s nowhere as cool as it was anticipated.
BbtS bring the atonal metalcore like it’s still the early 00’s. There are breakdowns, the guitar tone is perfectly Grey and boring, and the lead singer talks slowly in parts and enunciates every syllable like spazzes do when they are really angry. He also whispers in parts. Christ, remember when nu-metal bands did the same thing? It wasn’t brutal then and it is not brutal now.
With all hype aside this album is competent and totally generic. “A Party to the Unsound Mind” has a really good riff and “The Great American Dream” actually picks the pace up from the usual out-of-shape-white-dude metal pace. Two decent songs do not an album make unfortunately and I would have a hard time telling anybody that they needed to buy this. Or should buy it even.
I didn’t gain much from hearing this besides learning that I need to download more before buying.