Whatever is on the radio is original. Yes… quite original.

They are as original as the original band!

The problem with Injected is that it doesn’t have anything original in it. It’s not such as the Gothic Rock band, Godhead which was definitely not original, however was at least a collaboration of two bands Nine Inch Nails and Marilyn Manson. Injected is simply just what I would like to call blah rock. The kind that fits most mainstream rock titles in, putting it all into a blender and just making this big… BLAH!

I still have a problem with Creed. And Saliva makes everything worse. Hoobastank doesn’t contain much different either. Injected will come down as the next group in this rock genre of BLAH.

When you first play the first song, When She Comes, you are introduced by simply the most typical guitar playing I’ve ever heard. Usually when I review movies I hum the word “Cliché” time and time again… but when it comes to Injected, I don’t hum it, I sing “Cliché” over and over again! The guitars are the most noticeable in all songs, When She Comes is just the beginning of such stupidity. The guitars drag along as if the band randomly chose easy-to-do guitar chords to play to be the spine for every song.

The shame about this is, that the guitar’s tune hardly changes in many of the songs. Many songs such as Faithless, Bullet, and Burn it Black seem to come into the symptom of repetition. Obviously, this procedure could work if it was techno, rap, or even sometimes Industrial, unfortunately, this isn’t any of those genres. To loop a guitar over and over again in Rock doesn’t work very well (okay, I am pretty sure they didn’t loop a guitar chord over and over again, but if they were going to make songs such as Burn it Black, they might as well).

Most songs go under some sort of “method” Injected plays. Starts off with a guitar pattern, and continue it until it reaches two or three minutes, then does a 30 second guitar solo, and then goes back to the pattern before ending the song. The music doesn’t seem “raw” at all at this stage. It seems as if every song isn’t just related to each other, but are pretty much each other. I don’t know if Injected had a chart to set up songs. I don’t know if there was any 6 step program to song making. But whatever it is, it doesn’t sound like anything more than another Saliva song… but watered down (and for Saliva, that’s pretty bad). The songs seem too close to each other, and it feels as if I’m receiving songs created by a unfeeling machine with guitars and a bad voice.

Speaking of which…. the singer of Injected also brings the band back into the BLAH genre. His voice is yet another “gruff, ruff, tuff” voice who groans into the mic as soon as the guitars and drums start playing. To criticize him all alone, is wrong, but it’s unfortunate that the band’s lead singer is yet another person who is cursed by the vocal chords of a dry desert! Such singing causes the band to look melodramatic. Mixing the “toughness” of a voice into badly played songs create yet a harder version of Creed.

However, if there are things that makes this album semi-enjoyable it’d be its excellent drums. Okay, maybe not. The drums aren’t really that big in this album either. But at least you can hear it (The Bass on the other hand was either drowned out in all songs, or never was included in the original band. All I hear is a guitar, drums, and an obnoxious voice). But one song does stick out of this mess of BLAH… though it does go under the same “method” of playing that Injected seems to love. Sherman busts in with a rather funny beat to it. A wackier one than the rest. The singer even goes mad under this song. Instead of being melodramatic, he becomes even more melodramatic, making this song hilarious and fun to listen to. The drums are off beat, and the guitar, though playing the same stuff over and over (like the other songs), has blended in the best with this “wackiness and offbeat drums” kind of play. All Injected had to do to make a good song was make songs like this, that to the least, stuck out of the crowd of “BLAH”. It wouldn’t have been so hard since it’s just an adjustment of the style and exaggeration of both the drums and the singer. It would’ve been simple to pull off, if they had the talent to play instruments.

Unfortunately, Injected doesn’t follow Sherman’s example. And we are stuck with just another rock band for this generation. Easily noticed on MTV, and then easily forgotten. But it’s forgivable to a new band on the streets, since most struggling bands seem to not become successful when they do something original, I am not sure if I should blame Injected wholeheartedly for their ho-hum music. All I can simply say is… you got to be a “best seller” at my local store. You now have a leeway to attract people like me NEXT album. Do a “reverse-Incubus”.


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