Dear Youth is a one-size-fits-all hardcore album, one that will lead many fresh faces through the door but leave returners looking for more.We’ve come so far from the lives that we’re meant to live But there’s so much more that I have left to give We always borrow time that can’t be given back (can’t be given back) We let it slip away and never pick up the slack I spanned the oceans, I’ve seen the skies That’s all I’m ever gonna need to get by My favorite things in life, aren’t even things at all Nothing that drives my soul is even tangible Just because you want, doesn’t mean that you need Force fed and misled, now we hang by a thread Force fed and misled, now we hang by a thread Force fed and misled But not me, I see red (You need to hear this) Measure my worth by what I’ve done, not what I’ve become (Are you listening?) Measure my worth by what I’ve done, not what I’ve become I spanned the oceans, I’ve seen the skies That’s all I’m ever gonna need to get by My favorite things in life, aren’t even things at all But they’re the things that keep my heart full They keep my heart full I spanned the oceans, I’ve seen the skies That’s all I’m ever gonna need to get by My favorite things in life, aren’t even things at all But they’re the things that keep my heart full “My Endnote” feeds our lizard brains with a false fade-out of feedback, and Vigil hyping the ensuing happy ending for hardcore kids. Soon after, the title track declares the album’s battle cry, and two demolition derbies keep the heart rate high. crashes “Wide Eyed,” and it’s easily the best guest spot of 2014. Only sporadic gang vocals, “whoa-oh”s and backups aid the transition. Vigil’s vocal horsepower numbs their most melodic choruses on their most pop-structured album. What they have changed is cause for concern. TGI are still your gym buddy, though: The verses are venomous and the breakdowns are more or less unchanged.“Mercy” finds frontman Jonathan Vigil bellowing, “For whom the bell tolls!” and us thinking, “Hemingway never sounded this hardcore.” While the setups are on point (as another mosh call steams, “Life's swinging hard/But I’m swinging harder”), their pummeling side remains one-dimensional. Right back at it again with the production A-Team of A Day To Remember’s Jeremy McKinnon and Andrew Wade, the Ghost Inside deliver a concept album on Dear Youth.
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