Memoirs of a Murderer Roadrunner/ Warner
Legal wrangles mean Roadrunner’s fresh signing have been in the news for the wrong reasons lately. What should be widely acknowledged instead is just how dire this debut album is. Michael Moore showed Flint, Michigan possesses its shortcomings. Although King 810’ s much- ballyhooed street cred has been questioned elsewhere, even if legitimate, the ghettoinspired themes can’t compensate for mind- numbingly directionless song- writing. Their Slipknot- lite groove/ nu metal is so lowest common denominator it makes Five Finger Death Punch seem like Mensa candidates. A “fuck you” to critics during “War Outside” is laughable; extended spoken word poetry/ faux- rap passages tedious. When this hour- plus verging on a fortnight is concluded, you’ll wish you’d avoided such an abomination.