I think you were a bit too nice with this review. Life can indeed be beautiful but cruel, cute but deadly. The thought of finding beauty in all things and searching for the heart of the beast. Hopefully people can finally realise how much of a disaster this group is, and send them into obscurity where they so rightfully belong. My ears bled the time I did hear this shit in the past.
We all possess the ability to make the most of our time in this world. One day, our candle will burn out. You have the power to begin anew. . There are points on tracks like Love Like Voodoo where the fidelity of the instrumentation is surprisingly low, fizzing away in the background while the vocals sound a good three feet away. Is anyone really surprised by that, though? No one could pay me to listen to this garbage.
Dahvie is a shitty human being. This album is inspired by duality and reincarnation. Factor in the number of cringeworthy references and impressions peppered across this thing, like the irredeemable, hackneyed pirate pastiche of Yo Ho 2, and expecting to find any surprising lyrical depth is a pretty lost cause. Is anyone really surprised that Blood On The Dance Floor, an act that know they have such a vice-like grip on an audience of deluded children that they can put out literally anything, barely show a hint of growth or evolution here? We are born into this life with only one certainty. He should not be allowed anywhere near girls or minors. A friend said he was banned from the Key Club in Hollywood for mooning the crowd, dropping his pants and running though the crowd and for being super creepy with the underage girls.
Will you choose to be Kawaii or live as a monster? Make your own path, a new vendetta. Each day spent laughing, loving, and breathing is a gift. . . . . .
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