It's a good thing this band has a strong back catalogue, because otherwise this album would be invisible in the mountain of similar generic, unremarkable electronic music made by newbies. I'm sorry, but this is just not good Combichrist. Many of the songs are slow, plodding messes without any hooks or contagious sounds. Not interesting, not powerful, not threatening, just as bland as sonic hands-full of dough. Andy has an awful singing voice--it's weak, it's very much out of tune, and yet he tries and tries to sing on so many tracks! Andy's voice is made for industrial-strength shouting, like in "Sent to Destroy" and "All Pain is Gone"--THOSE are killer songs. Andy's sounding more tired here.
There are a few stabs of harder songs, but they're not actually very interesting. F---machine is an un-creative as they come: heap misogyny and abuse on a woman, tell her she deserves it--that's the whole song. It's crap. It's trite. It's not rebellious, it's typical woman-hating sexism without even the benefit of any interesting music (just a bunch of loops piled on top of each other to accompany Andy's rather wretched and SERIOUSLY disappointing sexism). Hey Andy: abusing women isn't edgy. It's not creative. It's not sexy. It's not fun. It's not even shocking. It makes you seem like a tool. It's just dull. Did you think this was a way to impress people?)
So there it is--the album I've awaited more eagerly than any other this year, and it's dull. Sure, some Combichrist fans will suck up to it, telling Andy another thousand times how awesome he is, but come on...they know. They *know* this album is weak. The songs are sludgy and so generic that only a couple are even conspicuous. They *know* Andy's singing voice stinks (but apparently nobody was brave enough to tell him that). This sounds like a gazillion other electro-industrial bands you've never heard of because they weren't noticeable, now forgotten in random COP and Cleopatra catalogues of 1994.