Arkansas hard-rock yowler Amy Lee of Evanescence cut fairly a exclusive figure when she to start with showed up in the mid-’00s. The nu-metallic scene that the singer asserted herself into was not just male-dominated, it was asshole-dominated. But Lee rose higher than that wan environment of bellyaching and negative facial hair like a mythic beast, thanks to her enormous vocal ability and messy, contemporary-faced emo-goth charisma. Evanescence received sort of arty on their previous album, 2017’s classically-tinged Synthesis. But they are back again to the sturm und drang fundamentals on The Bitter Truth, slugging away, baring life’s struggle scars and reaching for their have private slice of Valhalla.
On “The Activity is In excess of,” Lee sings about biting her lip and dropping her grip in advance of the band begins throwing elbows and she sinks her tooth into her go-to theme of finding your have authenticity in a plastic existence: “Change me into one thing I imagine in.” There’s primal industrial-rock trounce on “Broken Items Shine,” moody crunch on “Feeding the Dark,” and titanic article-breakup purging on “Better Without You.” On “Use My Voice,” Evanescence go from pensive piano self-browsing to swaying assault, as Lee sings about refusing to go unheard in a world created to shut her down. She’s equipped to audio personal and revealing even when the music engulfs her in a maelstrom. Lee displays off her talent as a solo balladeer on “Far From Heaven,” a meditation of spiritual starvation and spiritual ambivalence. It’s a minute where Lee’s Southern background gets to be grippingly existing in her new music, but it is not the only one particular — see the soulful nuance she provides to bear when the sweeping riffs and digital effluvia resides on “Blind Perception.”
All that conflict and drama may be a very little far too overpowering if not for Lee’s abiding faith in the electric power of a nice hoo. The album’s very best second is also its most self-assuredly poppy: “Yeah Right” is a very hot hunk of black-clad bubblegum that lands someplace between Marilyn Manson’s “The Stunning People” and Britney Spears’ “Womanizer,” right before launching into a vaulting chorus which is at at the time sugar-sharp and scream-worthy. It’s proof that though the battle to redeem your everlasting soul is severe operate, it can have flashes of entertaining, also.