From the first seconds on it's clear that Blindside didn't copy their first album. The opening-track Vow Of Silence isn't about silence at all! You hear screaming hardcore with some uptempo parts and singing part in the choruses. This album is definitely harder than their debut. Surprising is the mellow end of As You Walk (with cellos!). So, it's not only heaviness here. My Mother's Only Son has a violin-intermezzo. One song was previously released on the third Songs From The Penalty Box sampler: King Of The Closet. I'm told this song is in rotation with MTV-Europe's Superock so do me a favor and request that song! Listen to it and you know why I like it. The combination of the energetic hardcore, the screams and the singing parts makes this song highly infectious. There are more great moments on this CD. Overall the band sounds more mature than on their first album. However, I'm not really getting into this one as much. Sometimes it bores me. But that's primarily a matter of personal taste I think.
Other coverage for this album
HM Magazine #81Reviewed by David M. PoggeAfter nearly two years since their stunning debut album, the Swedish heroes of emotional hardcore have finally unleashed their sophomore album upon an increasingly impatient public. With this release, a new musical direction is pursued. Gone are those grooves that you can't help but move to, and the majority of the mellow singing parts that make you want to cry. Instead of creating melody in the…The Phantom Tollbooth 2000Reviewed by Michial FarmerEveryone knows that the best hard music comes from Scandinavia. From black metal to hardcore, almost all of the most creative artists are from Norway and Sweden. The latter's Blindside is no exception. Their first album scored major critical and commercial points here in America, and it seems that the entire world was waiting on the edge of their seat for the follow-up, A Thought Crushed My Mind.…The Phantom Tollbooth 2000Reviewed by Josh MarihughAn old music comparison chart once compared Blindside to the flood of rapcore bands dropping like bombs onto the market. This album bears little or no resemblance to rapcore; the boys from Sweden have created a monster entirely their own. Over the course of 11 tracks, the vocals rarely descend from the level of impassioned, throat-ripping yelling. Occasionally, however, a melodic vocal interlude…
