Alrighty. Are you ready? Are you ready to attempt to dissect this successful Metalcore band from the UK? Or should I call them Deathcore since that’s what they think they are? It’s just amazing to hear what Metalcore bands have made it big. HIMSA, THE ACACIA STRAIN, DIECAST and DEAD TO FALL are some of the so called ‘industry powers’ but they have to be some of the most pathetic bands to ever walk the earth. Borrowing riffs left, right and center, they manage to create a shotty, cut and paste job on some of the greatest bands to grace this planet. They are a disgrace to Metalcore. They are the laughing stock of Metal. Well, BRING ME THE HORIZON (BMTH) are another one of these famous bands that every little emo kid just adores. So what the heck is the hype about?
BMTH are by far not original but their music significantly better than their peers but having a million influences probably does the job. I can’t stand people mislabelling genres so I’ll just make it clear that they are by no means Deathcore, no matter what kind of weird and wacky drug induced opinions they have. Their influences are quite extensive with Black Metal, Death Metal and Hardcore vocals all managing to weave their way into the mix. The riffing and drumming is pretty stock-standard Metalcore so expect to hear your number one favourite technique; breakdowns. Seriously, I can’t put enough emphasis on BMTH’s influences. It’s impossible to not play the “try to name that riff” game in just about all of the songs.
Opening with the pretty mundane “Pray For Plagues” which is a breakdown festival, things manage to get a tad interesting with the amusingly named, “Tell Slater Not To Wash His Dick”. It is the ‘best’ track on the album if one had to be named. The simplistic riffing drawing que from “Love Lost In A Hail Of Gun Fire” by BLEEDING THROUGH works a charm and the vocals keep the listener in check until the breakdown totally destroys any hope of the song being half decent. The tremolo picking which originally can be found on the BLEEDING THROUGH track, saves it from its lameness. Again, the sheer amount of influences on BMTH’s music makes one wonder how much of “Count Your Blessings” is original. One or two riffs from other bands is acceptable but I can’t find one or two riffs that I haven’t heard. The issue is so extreme that just turns me off. The only thing saving BMTH is the diverse vocals. At least this UK band don’t sound monotonous but that is as far as my compliments extend to.
I consider myself to be the complete opposite from a Metal purist. I like all sorts of genres in and outside of Metal. Metalcore is a genre that I enjoy but it’s becoming more and more clear that the mainstream effect of making it crap filled, is ever present. Nothing frustrates me more than riff stealing and this album is a riff stealing festival. I don’t have a clue why people love BMTH and I am speechless to know that they are touring with MEGADEATH on the Gigantour in Australia in 2007. I can see all the fans of the other bands spending their money on flowers over going to a concert with this crappy band and their child followers. Heck, I’d rather have my legs waxed than being forced to spend my precious money on “Count Your Blessings”. The only people who could possibly enjoy this album are fans of BULLET FOR MY VALENTINE, but that’s because both bands are equally bad. Count your blessings if you don’t have to endure this botched riff surgery.
(Online October 26, 2007)