Unimpressed…
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[3.50]
Alfred Soto: In these uncertain times it’s nice to know that Slipknot can still keep up that adolescent churn.
[5]
Tim de Reuse: Double-checked my monitors, listened on headphones, got my hearing re-tested just to be safe; no, it really sounds like that. The drums have been strangled by the mix so profoundly that the kick registers as a shrill, metallic crunch. I’ve got a well-documented soft-spot for full-hearted adolescent edgelordism, but no amount of personal reflection could ever make me love something so disgustingly over-engineered.
[2]
Ashley Bardhan: Oh, Slipknot! I have a huge cock and work at a Hot Topic in Bethesda, Maryland. This song is like someone’s upper-middle class father got a piece of crab stuck in his throat at the Red Lobster and he had to scream it out while the local choir performed to the other people eating crab.
[4]
Katherine St Asaph: The first 30 seconds or so are, if not exactly my brand overblown choral-rock opera drama, then closer than my self-image can really take. The rest is… not.
[4]
Will Adams: The choir that bookends the song at least adds some needed melodrama. What lies in-between is an assault of compressed-to-hell drums that verges on unlistenable.
[3]
Nicholas Donohoue: Thank you for auditioning, but the verses are a little too harsh for our Fall Out Boy cover band, though the chorus was pretty good!
[3]