Midnight Life, The
Aslan’s Fury
"I don’t know much about art, but I know what I like." Such can be said for style-of-the-month music and dime-a-dozen trendy bands, but I’m a sucker for tight, gutsy musicianship and metallic muscle. Sure, The Midnight Life screams when you expect them to, breaks a song down when it feels like "it’s about time for that," but the singer’s voice is good, the gang vocals are inviting, and their guitarists (Luis Romero and Jon Suarez) know how to dial in the tones and synchronize their wall-of-riffs just right. It’s funny, then, when you hear lyrics like, "It’s my last round, but I’m coming out swinging," you’d expect the tough-guy guttural vocals to scream that line, but instead it’s the sweat boys singing for girls vocals taking that one. The songwriting isn’t perfect, by any means. For example, some of the lyrics are as cliche as: "Sound the alarm, we’ve got a traitor among us, and if you sink this ship, we all go down with all hands on deck." So, it’s not a breakthrough in sound, but like the flavor of chocolate ice cream, danged if I don’t really enjoy it. [Indianola] Doug van Pelt
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