Sunday, December 2, 2018
Everyone Listen To Stabbing Westward
Yes, it's edgy, as you probably judged from the name. But it's not unbearably edgy. It isn't one of those bands that screams about death and murder and torture and cutting and other stuff like that. The one thing I would say would be worth staying away from is the first album, Ungod. It's honestly not that great, there are a few good songs, but even those good songs are only ok-ish. Once it gets to WBB+P, that's where it starts kicking it up. WBB+P has a bunch of good songs, it's not all good though, which is expected. But it just gets better. Darkest Days, the third album, is 16 songs of amazingness. No, they aren't all the fucking best. But even the bad songs aren't bad. Now, that's a pretty impressive feat for an album with sixteen fucking songs. After listening to Darkest Days, I honestly stopped listening to any new music by Stabbing Westward. Why, you may ask? Darkest Days was so good, I didn't want to listen to their title album (it's literally called Stabbing Westward, so it's confusing to talk about lmao) in fear that it would suck ass in comparison to Darkest Days. Earlier today, I mustered up the courage to listen to Stabbing Westward. Holy shit. This album is the best thing. Every single song is amazing. I thought Darkest Days was impressive. But this? This spits on Darkest Days. Every single song, from So Far Away to Television, it's all so fucking amazing, it's just ear candy. I swear, if songs were drugs, this album would be illegal. I'd overdose on this shit, and I'm not even suicidal anymore. (Ok, sorry, I shouldn't make suicide jokes.) But still, this album is great. So please, for your sake and mine, go listen to Stabbing Westward.
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