Album review: Stone Sour - Audio Secrecy (Roadrunner)
Stick to the day job, Corey Taylor; Stone Sour's third is predictably over-wrought and boring
It’s a source of unending bafflement why [b]Corey Taylor[/b], as lynchpin of [a]Slipknot[/a], the most essential metal band of their generation, should have wanted to form [a]Stone Sour[/a] in the first place. Their uniquely dour brand of over-earnest, borderline-misogynist issue-ridden dull-rock has nevertheless become huge in its own right and this third set, undoubtedly accomplished, is no less hateful for it by its very nature. Just when you think [b]‘Audio Secrecy’[/b] can get no more infuriating, you find the most overwrought of the ballads lodging their tunes inside the melodic part of your cranium. Precision-driven horribleness.