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Bleed The Dream
Built By Blood\r\n(Warcon Entertainment)
By Justin Press
The already bruised, battered body of scremo gets one more kick in the ribs, courtesy of Bleed The Dream’s Built By Blood. Scremo is essentially hard music that shuffles back and forth from punk to metal and never seems to be able to make up its damn mind, essentially leaving the audience just as confused. Delivering non-melodic melodies in hoarse-throated vocals and guitar maelstroms is the sub-sub-genre’s hallmark attribute. Everything is tied together by a general theme of “Why don’t you love me anymore, you ungrateful wench?!”
Bleed The Dream occasionally tries to expand on the formula, but they’re just not good enough to transcend it — songs such as “Legends Die,” Who’s Killing Who?,” and “Emotion Regression” are pairings of amateurish lyrics with so-so musicianship; nothing you haven’t already heard from the Trapts and 3 Doors Downs of the world.
Incidentally, it’s the genre’s leader — The Used — that apparently provides BTD with the inspiration to not suck. Channeling The Used’s panicked sound on a couple of tracks, BTD can send rhythms ass over teakettle (“Taste the Change”) or come on ominously like soldiers on the march (“Destroying Something Beautiful”). The band also churns out a power ballad, “Broken Wings,” that makes Godsmack look like James Taylor.
You just gotta wonder: Who’s listening to this stuff? Punks? Metal heads? Teen-agers who actually think of somebody other than themselves momentarily? With the amount of whining contained on Built By Blood, Bleed The Dream probably falls into the punk category. (Lack of confidence is one of the genre’s most winning and most annoying qualities.) Maybe they’d be more memorable if they shelved the pose, grew their hair long, and added a double-bass drum. No apologies needed then.
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