I reviewed the new Mars Volta album, The Bedlam in Goliath, over at Dusted. I wanted to like it, honest. I saw ’em live back before their debut full-length came out, and they rocked pretty hard. But their subsequent records are all flash and little substance.
Here’s my best paragraph:
. . .and by God, the lyrics are terrible. “It’s only a matter of folding time and space before I become your epidemic,” Cedric Bixler Zavala sings on “Cavelettas.” Although Goliath is the first TMV release not to have a central theme, it was informed by a “haunting” involving a cursed Ouija board that Omar Lopez Rodriguez picked up in Jerusalem. I’m not about to taunt the supernatural, but it sounds like they were communicating with the ghost of a 14-year-old Dungeon Master with a thing for bad adjectives.