Decorated with enough dreadlocks, tats, trippy Hindu artwork, and Zeppelinesque runes to shake its Christian-rock tag, P.O.D. sticks to the same rap-rock that drove its previous two albums multiplatinum. The last crossover band standing also falls into the same trap that fusion forerunners 311 did. Previously, P.O.D. rapped, then rocked, then spat some "mad style-y." It now does all three at the same time, the latter far too often. This is middling sludge for the converted. If you're not, this rap-rock revival's godawful.
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