11 Songs, 39 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

New Jersey’s Palisades may as well hail from the 1999 Ozzfest, when every heavy band was required to have a turntablist and ambient interludes. They venture further into dance music on their third album, merging club-ready beats with anvil-heavy riffs. While Louis Miceli vents operatically about his pain, his band focuses on your hips—incorporating cutting-edge breakbeats and rave-ready keyboard squelches into their mammoth riffage ("Let Down") and creating rapid-fire electro-metal hybrids with eyes on both the dance floor and the mosh pit ("Better Chemicals").

EDITORS’ NOTES

New Jersey’s Palisades may as well hail from the 1999 Ozzfest, when every heavy band was required to have a turntablist and ambient interludes. They venture further into dance music on their third album, merging club-ready beats with anvil-heavy riffs. While Louis Miceli vents operatically about his pain, his band focuses on your hips—incorporating cutting-edge breakbeats and rave-ready keyboard squelches into their mammoth riffage ("Let Down") and creating rapid-fire electro-metal hybrids with eyes on both the dance floor and the mosh pit ("Better Chemicals").

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