There’s a lot riding on Linkin Park’s return – not just their future, but that of nu-metal itself. If their new album goes the way of Korn’s and Papa Roach’s last efforts, baggy shorts across the Western World will be turned into dishcloths and it’ll all be over bar the shouting (and the whining, moaning, screaming…). Like Stone Sour, Linkin Park are staking their claim for immortality with a distinctly soppy ballad. They never were exactly Black Sabbath, but judging from this single Avril Lavigne could whup their asses with both hands tied behind her back.
Alex Needham
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