Anyone that knows anything about gun safety knows that no one ever stuffs a loaded gun down the front of their pants. That's just a good way to blow your wiener off. Sure you may see movie or any random gangster rap video where some dillrod shoves a .357 down their drawers. What they don't show you is that in real life when some moron does this, he blows off his twig and berries.
I only bring up this random gun holstering fact because the cover of Sleepless Every Night depicts some young lad with black fingernail polish (oh how edgy) reaching for a piece in the front of his Levi's. Well it looks like he's reaching for a gun. It's a fuzzy image so just humor me or my whole intro of this review is fucked. Anyhow, it's such a clichéd image that I don't even want to listen to this album. However, Another Kind of Death could be the Spanish Lifetime for all I know. And speaking of clichés, we should never judge a book by its cover.
Yeah well I should have expected it. Another Kind of Death play metalcore where everything is drop tuned for ultimate heaviness. It sounds like The Cancer Bats trying to play Norma Jean's Bless the Martyr and Kiss the Child without ever even hearing it. Track four, "Golem," is the probably the most entertaining of the ten tracks because it includes handclaps and one of the most telegraphed mosh parts of all time. The rest is typical metalcore. You know you've heard it.
I'm not a huge fan of this type of core. Sleepless Every Night conjures up images of kids with black bangs in their face moshing in ridiculously tight pants in their room right after an intense "sess" of COD4 while being ironic by listening to Soulja Boy. These type of fans think Every Time I Die's Last Night in Town is a modern hard to find piece of classic hardcore and probably still have one or two Slipknot releases tucked far back in their closest with their JNCO jeans.
I could be a smart ass and rip on Another Kind of Death's supposed fans all night but quite frankly I'm bored to death listening to all the "siqq" mosh parts, typical sludge parts, and another garbage I file under "Stuff I Don't Like to Hear on a Daily Basis." Another Kind of Death are good at what they do, hell if they were from U.S. and on Solid State they would be one mic swinging, guitar twirling force to be messed with on Warped Tour. I'm just not interested. I'd rather stuff a loaded bazooka down my shorts than listen to Sleepless Every Night again. However if you like "crazy" metalcore like Every Time I Die or Norma Jean or anything of that ilk and can't grab a clue to buy a Botch album then by all means seek this out.
3.1 / 10
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