It is a question mankind has long asked, being naturally curious as we are. Why are we here? Why do we die? Why must people suffer daily?
More relevant to this review, why are these stupid "scene" trends not dead and buried yet?
DANCE CLUB MASSACRE had me balking at the first sight of their name. But what's in a name? I think it's a rather silly one, but never judge a book by its cover, so to speak. It is content that counts.
Though, really, content is stretching it. If you are a fan of such bands as THE NUMBER 12 LOOKS LIKE YOU, PSYOPUS, HORSE THE BAND, and others, then you may very well like this release.
For me, this is the musical equivalent of the Ebola virus. Why? (There's that question again)
I absolutely abhor this type of music. What DANCE CLUB MASSACRE plays is an amalgamation of all bands mentioned thus far, mixed in with random keyboards. Really, it has no coherency (and not in a good way, like MALIGNANCY), it is completely directionless. I really cannot recall a single track, despite having listened to this CD about 4 or 5 times. If that does not speak volumes about its quality, I do not know what will. Spazzy, disjointed riffs play alongside standard drums and really annoying keyboards. The vocals are similarly nothing to write home about. Bass? What bass? This is just an embodiment of everything that pisses me off about modern trends.
Everything on "Circle Of Death" has been done before. Not only is it unoriginal, it is plain boring. If you like the whole Deathcore scene, then by all means, do not let my review deter you, you will probably find this worthwhile. But if you see this labeled Grindcore, do everyone a favor and write a big X over that genre name. This is not even close to Grindcore. It is even further away from being listenable. The half point I gave is for musical ability alone.
(Online January 5, 2009)