Of course, what sells and what sucks aren't mutually exclusive, and there are times when the album succumbs to self-parody. Frontman Jamie Ballachino sings of lies, liars, and lying like Trent Reznor to the next power. And the band's barked-out backing vocals are a bit too indebted to groups like Sevendust. But if this bunch lacks subtlety, the same can't be said of its promise and professionalism. And when they go for the knockout on balled-fist rockers like "Copper Rain" and the title cut, they work up enough sweat to short-circuit their Casios.
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