And like always, Three Days Grace attempts to smell like teen spirit but instead reek of hormonal angst on Human. It’s only the fifth since the Canadian quartet’s 2003 eponymous debut. Some of it does – “I Hate Everything About You,” “Just Like You” a lot of it doesn’t – “Home,” “Pain,” “World So Cold.” The drudging tempos, chugging riffs and rhythms composed into melodies a 10-year-old could write are all back again in what feels like the umpteenth go-around. A hulking chunk of course granite that is repeatedly bashed into your head with the aim of it getting stuck in your head. The best characterization of Three Days Grace’s muscular style of rock is, well, an actual geological rock. Review Summary: Nothing new here, Three Days Generic remains way past their grace period for something fresh.
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