There’s always been something grand about
Silverstein’s lyrical assertions – not that such ostentatiousness is such a bad thing. Few bands can deliver faintly ridiculous lines like “If my head stops spinning will my heart stop too” with such steadfast conviction – to the point where it’s possible to genuinely wonder if their lives depended on such claims.
Such all-in commitment has never been diluted, no matter how much the Canadian mainstays have tinkered at the edges of their sound. ‘
Misery Made Me’ is no exception, seeing the quintet push their sound more than ever before – in part thanks to some excellent collaborations – but still delivering plenty to excite the masses.
‘Misery made me, nothing can break me’ they blast on opener ‘
Our Song’, in one of those typically OTT lyrical pulls (again delivered with unwavering passion), but there’s no getting away from the fact that it’s a weapon’s grade earworm. Equally, ‘Don’t Wait Up’ – a song so massive it really could reach the clouds that they’re aiming for – possesses some of the most absurd lyrics of the year, with the brilliant/proper nonsense “I can’t hold myself together if I can’t feel my hands” a real standout.
