Escape The Fate: Hate Me
Ronnie Radke’s old band get plagued by the vague
Imitation is a form of flattery, but then again your art can be so derivative it’s almost insulting to your peers.
With only one original member left in Escape The Fate, this fifth effort is more of the same, only less interesting than a clotheshorse. Opener Just A Memory amps up your expectation with its chest-beating metalcore but the rest of the record nosedives off a cliff like a lemming.