Review; Bring Me The Horizon's Count Your Blessings

Count Your Blessings is a mean spirited album which is more intent on trying to emulate the style of The Black Dahlia Murder while slutshaming on 60% of the tracks. There are musical ideas in here that I think are worth exploring, I think the unashamed guitar solos and pick squeals and breakdowns are fun to listen to but lyrically, for, all but three songs, Count Your Blessings really is more about trying to sound like the most annoying teenager on Myspace, with such prize winning lyrics as "Fuck yourself you stupid fucking whore".

That said, the few good tracks on here are very enjoyable. Pray For Plagues, A Lot Like Vegas and Tell Slater Not To Wash His Dick hold up as some of the most enjoyable of the genre and the two instrumental pieces really do improve the pacing of the album, whereas songs  like (I Used To Make Out With Medusa) drag and are just Bring Me The Horizon at their absolute worst. The Hot Topic version of Slipknot's Eyeless you'll either love or hate, and I'm personally fond of the stylistic quirks of Bring Me The Horizon put onto, to be frank, a much better songwriter's track.

It's just a genuine shame that for 70% of it, you're going to be wishing you were listening to Suicide Season instead.

While they've grown a lot in the years, this is an album which while formative, doesn't hold up as well as you'd think. There's better deathcore and there's better Bring Me The Horizon albums out there so playlist the two or three songs you actually end up liking and dump the rest.