David Comes To Life - Matador
FILTER Grade: 78%
By Dom Sinacola on June 9, 2011
David Comes To Life, Fucked Up’s follow-up to The Chemistry of Common Life, is a blown out, virtuosic hardcore guitar record. Mid-album cuts like “Serve Me Right,” which sprint knob-first, breathless and brain-damaged through three minutes, find respite in more mannered compositions (“Queen of Hearts,” “A Little Death,” “Lights Go Up”), balancing melody, texture and abrasive energy—it’s long, loud and indulgent, and it kills. David Comes To Life is also an unmercifully ambitious rock opera, its story spanning classes, generations and dimensions. What it’s about, though? David is often too impenetrable to tell, its narrative either obscured by frontman Pink Eye’s roughhousing snarl or camouflaged by the wall of riffs he’s tied against. Without the album’s detailed libretto, the plot’s as good as lost; and in losing the plot, the music loses its edge. As far as Fucked Up’s concerned, that’s a fate worse than death.