Label: Eleven Seven Music
Well into their career's post-platinum phase, these California mooks barely mess with rap or metal anymore, though both bully their way in on occasion. Mostly what they sound like is a yolo-thuggish synth-pop band, if that's possible -- sort of spacey in the first and last cuts; hooked on '80s AOR electronics in between. Above which, Jacoby Shaddix mainly tells us (or an ex, or God) how sorry he is for messing up: Several songs count as outright apologies or confessions, frequently involving yelling tantrums where he begs to be taken back. And why not? He seems like such a wonderful boyfriend!