Artist: Five Finger Death Punch
Title: “The Way of the Fist”
Give Five Finger Death Punch credit for (A) Having a great name, (B) Having an album title befitting the band’s name with its 2007 debut, “The Way of the Fist,” (C) Having some pretty awesome album art and (D) Great production values.
Beyond that, well, the generosity dulls.
All allusions to the band’s, ahem, handiwork, are appropriate. Listening to 5FDP’s “Way of the Fist” is like getting punched repeatedly in the face, the guitars so pummeling and the drumming so unrelenting and over the top.
“The Way of the Fist” is derivative. In an attempt to distinguish itself from its inspirations, it sounds far too much like an imitator of them, a descendant of nu-metal masquerading as a modern brand of thrash.
Any toughness is lost, too, when reading Ivan “Ghost” Moody’s lyrics. While Moody has an impressive voice, it’s put to use with such eye-rollers as, “As wicked as you are / You’re beautiful to me / You’re the darkest burning star / You’re my perfect disease.” Ugh.
“The Way of the Fist” succeeds in living up to its name and not in an enjoyable way.
Our Music Year is Daily Republic popular culture writer Nick DeCicco’s yearlong online review in 2012 of albums he had previously not listened to. The reviews will appear in print on their corresponding days during 2013. Reach him at 427-6966 or email@example.com. Follow him on Twitter at www.twitter.com/ndeciccodr.