This band gets sooo much undeserved credit. Bands like Lacuna Coil and Within Temptation have been making stuuf like this for years and do it way better. All Evaneseencnenenenen did was dumb down the formula for dumb Americans who prove time and time again to have no fucking taste in music. I hate the music industry these days, I can't believe this garbage sold 400,00 copies in it's first week. That's 400,000 people that should be sterilized.
An honest review of this album:
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The fat fuck who wrote the songs on their debut quit the band because he got sick of fellow fat fuck Lee acting like a cunt and hogging up all the spotlight, and probably eating all his twinkies. So the question about this record was could they write another album that makes obese Christian goths cry in their bedrooms while shoving ho-hos down their lard lined throats? Yeah, it sounds exactly the same. If you’re a pathetic waste of stretch marked flesh who liked songs like “Going Under”, “My Immortal” and “Bring Me To Life”, you’ll love “You Never Call Me When You’re Sober” and “Good Enough”. They’re shitty whiny songs for big fat cunts who can’t understand why they give out so much head but none of the men want to be seen in public with their big fat asses. They also make me want to go on a killing spree. If there was a goth one room school in upper Pennsylvania, I’d go in there, line all the women against the chalkboard and shoot them execution style as retaliation for this bullshit. It makes me long for the days of the Lillith Fair
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