Aggressive, wild, and lightning-fast. In three words, you can sum up the world of BMTH, an English band made up of members aged 19/20, who on their first work produce a metalcore that echoes the glory of Swedish death metal, but over time it might become tiresome as the record lacks a bit of identity.

Indeed, while some might hail a miracle, others might think of them as just another metalcore band that's a little more intense. Well, in my opinion, both ideas are wrong; BMTH is a band that with this 'Count Your Blessings' demonstrates proficiency with their instruments. Drawing inspiration from The Haunted and also partly from Slayer, BMTH presents impressive musical skills, blistering solos, frenzied guitars, strings that fly off the instruments. All this accompanied by a phenomenal singer/screamer, Oliver Sykes, who despite his young age, shows he knows how to sing and can excellently transition from scream to growl without any flaw.

Frustration, malice, anger, screams spewed out to the edge of reason, almost terrifying growls. These Bring Me The Horizon seem destined for success in the metal domain. Although right now it seems tough, with a bit of originality, this band could truly become one of the top performers in the global death/metalcore scene (unless they already are).

Tracklist and Videos

01   Pray for Plagues (04:21)

02   Tell Slater Not to Wash His Dick (03:30)

03   For Stevie Wonder's Eyes Only (04:29)

04   A Lot Like Vegas (02:09)

05   Black & Blue (04:33)

06   Slow Dance (01:16)

07   Liquor & Love Lost (02:39)

08   (I Used to Make Out With) Medusa (05:38)

09   Fifteen Fathoms, Counting (01:56)

10   Off the Heezay (05:38)

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By Mirror's_Chest

 "Count Your Blessings wins the award for being the first true Metal album for 'bimbiminkia', this genre became so popular among Emo and various losers after its release."

 "The irony is that now they make completely different music... only one member that can be considered at least decent."


By transistor92

 The album tries to be too brutal, ending up being banal and predictable.

 Fifteen Fathoms, Counting... it’s very enjoyable despite being the classic uninspired slow piece.