Album Review

Hollywood Undead "Notes from the Underground"

Chad W. Lutz
"It starts with my dick in your mouth", and it ends with me not listening to any of your records ever again. Boy, were my initial assumptions of an indie band performing a musical ode to Fyodor Dostoyevsky's 1864 novella wrong as Hell! The only reason I even decided to do a review of this album was the Top Album ranking held by the LP on iTunes last Tuesday. Hollywood Undead: your ruse has been foiled.

Released on January 8, 2013, Hollywood Undead's Notes from the Underground boasts 11"songs" spanning roughly 40 minutes 30 seconds. The group released the first track, "Dead Bite" (3:38), October 19 and 10 days later released the first official single from the album, "We Are" (4:34). Hollywood Undead also released two other versions of the album, including a 17-track unabridged version and a Japanese edition, which features 18 tracks.

The only uplifting song on the album, which really only serves as a colossal wad of self-indulged crap, is the 9th track "Believe" (4:14). Ironically, "Believe" directly follows the ever-politically correct "Kill Everyone" (2:52). Songs like "Pigskin" (2:41) and "One More Bottle" (3:40), which contains the opening lyrics of this article, send social and civil manner between males and females back to the pre-Cold War era. While listening to the album, I couldn't help but feel like I was listening to an ICP album, see "Miracles".

Most of the lyrics from Notes from the Underground come across as contrived, egotistical and maniacal and deserve to be tossed directly into the garbage. Unnecessary threats of violence for the sake of violence and ridiculous sexual boasting as highlighted by the lyric, "Ya, I'm the guy that talks about his weenie," make absolutely no sense whatsoever. Unlike associated acts Slipknot and Avenged Sevenfold, and often compared Linkin Park, Hollywood Undead take the worst of the rap/rock genre and then inject it with steroids about a hundred times.

Notes from the Underground, believe it or not, stands as the group's 3rd album. Universal Media Group, A&M/Octone and Polydor records are the culprits for this menagerie of musical degradation and audio depravity. After suffering through the entire unabridged version, all 65 minutes, albeit to some catchy rhythms and notable hooks, I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your souls.