Papa Roach Gives Everything It's Got

Am definitely liking the energy surge bursting out of Papa Roach's new single "Face Everything And Rise". Hit the ground running gets you a great deal of play in the rock game. This California foursome raid the party as a collective. Translated I mean one band member doesn't waste space noodling in hopes that one of us is tremendously impressed with his virtuosity. So who's the main man clutching throttle for all it's worth? Credit goes to guitarist Jerry Horton whose no holes barred attacking style spreads confidence over note after note. Jacob Shaddix doesn't lack for self-assuredness either. His credo speaks to whatever brave part of our mortal beings possesses the wherewithal to rise above fear long enough to know we can have those awesome moments where ten feet tell isn't an impossible asking price. Never give up until your last breath has been publicized before but Papa Roach puts claws onto this kitty. Tony Palermo is equal to the task of keeping time for his empowered brethren. Like I said, collective conviction rules the day. You need not stray to the refrigerator too quickly or else you'll miss the brief blast of rock with generous metal mixed in for added menace. "I need a cure for the life I've chosen" speaks to a great many who wish a push of the rewind button we're possible. Either inaction or ill-advised action can take a life full of potential for big things and transform it into some other man's cautionary tale. Jacob's world seldom looks like glamour's embodiment, in other words it's the world as we know it writ large on a blood red screen. One theme that shows up for the second time involves putting a positive spin on pain. Three Days Grace claimed there was beauty in the bleeding during "I Am Machine". Papa Roach, in similar poetry poses the argument that "The pain, the rain, is a blessing in disguise." How you turn negatives into positives says a lot about the character and potential staying power of a person. I certainly give an amen to "Life hurts and there's no warning. I guess one way to look at it is if there was a warning about the cosmic dookie drench that we're subjected to there wouldn't be future generations because nobody would want to greet the world's cocked fist. So it's about population reassurance. In certain sports fields, boxing and football spring to mind, the participants lay it on the line, at times longer than their bodies can take. Many's the pro QB whose glory years have long faded into the rear view mirror. However the narcotic substance called spotlight clouds their minds into thinking Father Time has been asleep on the job. For the great many of us not blessed with physical skills like these, vowing not to quit sounds perfectly noble. If you have a belief, stand up for it or prepare to be crushed by the majority's oncoming traffic. I respect that compact sprays of intensity Papa Roach puts on display. Game clock management serves ball clubs well. For Papa Roach, it's the textbook well-followed study of doing more with less. "F.E.A.R. (Face Everything And Rise)" drops in January of 2015. "Face Everything And Rise" is worth getting on your feet for. Papa Roach rose to the challenge of crafting a hard rock record that shows self-help and searing guitar licks aren't a discordant combination. When they run stride for stride we're the ones out of breath.