lostprophets
Liberation Transmission

THE REVIEW

Disgusting Lostprophets, they are one of the best-selling bands of recent times.

After a debut album that brutally rocked the Nu-Metal scene like "The Fake Sound Of Progress," Lostprophets had already decided it was time to sell out. The result of this decision is their second effort, "Start Something." Definitely leaning towards the radio-friendly and undoubtedly more commercial than its predecessor, the record still sold a ton of copies because besides the big MTV singles ("Last Train Home", "Burn, Burn"), it could also satisfy those looking for something more powerful that even remotely recalled the debut album ("We Are Godzilla, You Are Japan", the title track "Start Something").

In short, the two albums, although profoundly different, were both excellent works. This "Liberation Transmission" continues the commercial turnaround started with "Start Something" in an even more marked manner. The result? 13 tracks of powerpop worthy of Good Charlotte. There's very little to save from this album, even (or rather, especially) if you're a fan of the Welsh quintet. "Liberation Transmission" seems to have been brought to light with one purpose: to sell. Therefore, the guitar riffs must stick in your head from the first radio or MTV listen, enticing the poor idiotic teenager to buy the album immediately. Never mind if the songs are empty, useless, an incredible concentration of clichés.

It all makes you want to vomit, EVERYTHING. From the choruses that should excite, to the frankly embarrassing lyrics, to the rhythmic section covered by a production that tries to hide the emptiness of the work but only succeeds for a couple of listens at most.
The opener "Everyday Combat" and the fairly powerful "For All These Times Son, For All These Times" are spared, reminding (albeit distantly) of the glories of "Start Something." The rest is to be taken for what it is: pop trash, shamelessly pandering to the max. At least we can laugh at the fact that at concerts, they get showered with bottles by their rightfully outraged fans. Disgusting.