"the only thing that could make me feel worse about my life would be to play bass for nickelback." -- Mike Jackson, actor, "Trevor" on Trailer Park Boys.
As if Nickelback weren't bad enough on their own, here comes Mutt Lange to "polish" their sound! The result is an album that -- guess what! -- sounds like a cross between Nickelback and Def Leppard. Don't believe me? Check out those "HEY"'s on "Shakin' Hands". Lifted straight out of "Pour Some Sugar", but without the fun.
In fact this is one of the least fun album about beer and chicks that I've ever heard. Kroeger's overwrought, over-serious singing style makes this one tedious listen. I've never heard a "party" band take themselves so seriously before. Even Metallica don't take themselves this serious.
The lyrucks are a nauseating mix of cliche after cliche, stripper after stripper, beer after beer. But without a wink and a smile, like David Lee Roth used to do. This time, nobody's laughing.
"Something In Your Mouth" (how can a band write such stupid lyrics? With rapping?)
"This Afternoon" (a pretty dour sounding party)
"Shakin' Hands" (Nickelfunk?)
"If Today Was Your Last Day" (self-important overly-serious tripe)
There's a reason Nickelback are considered the worst band going these days. This album is it.