John Henry – Vocals
Mike Schleibaum – Guitars
Mike Carrigan – Guitars Travis Orbin – Drums
Aaron Deal – Bass
2- Rapture In Exile
3- The Misery We Make
4- Infinite Eyes
6- The Great Oppressor
8- By The Starlight
9- Lost For Life
10- The Goddess Figure
11- Beneath The Blackening Sky
12- Hypatia Rising
Long over a decade into their existence and Darkest Hour still seem to be going strong. With this being their 7th album, and first since signing to Sumerian, the DC natives show no sign in slowing down any time soon.
Having been around since the term ‘Metalcore’ was first coined, they’ve seen the so called genre get over saturated with mediocrity, but having so many albums under their belt, they’ve got to be doing something right to stay ahead of the pack, right?
Opening with ‘Wasteland’ and ‘Rapture In Exile’, both of which grab you by the balls, and refuse to let go. Their collective aggressive demeanor will make long term fans’ mouths water with excitement, and prick the attention of newcomers, as it’s a business as usual track for DH, some of you will get the reference. But it never really gets going after that. Sure the solos on offer are top notch, and the drum patterns are blistering, but they can only take you so far, some of the experimentation will raise an eyebrow or two.
Some of the clean choruses come off a little cheesy, nearly cringy in some parts, as this the one thing which holds the album back, and it’s a big thing. Most of the tracks have a tendency to make me question what makes this stand out from a drowning sea of mediocrity that’s the problem with metalcore nowadays. That being said, the harsh end of the vocals still have enough beef to it, it rivals a Sunday roast in musical terms.
For me, this is just yet another metalcore album, with a few shiny bits that might prick interest. It’s not a bad album, but there’s a lot to it which separates it from the mantle of being downright awesome, the choruses being one of them. DH still have that mean streak about them though, and it’s hard to ignore. It’s double sword which teeters over rehashed ideas, and nostalgic feelings which made you love them in the first place.