Then again, it's guitarist Doc Coyle who makes God Forbid's made-for-MTV metal something interesting; the guy can shred. And while shredding is no rarity amid metalcore's abundance of machine-gun guitarists, Coyle's solos immediately stand out, touching on Eddie, Yngwie, and even Judas Priest's K.K. Downing. God Forbid may be reaching for a larger audience, but at least it doesn't consist of know-nothing teenagers adding melodic choruses to its crunch.
Lyrically, an angry political subtext should make God Forbid's live show more than just a pummeling bruisefest, meaning you can get some real thinking done about how everything sucks and how to rise above it all. Or maybe just about how everything sucks.