Emmure - Look At Yourself flac album

Look at Yourself is the seventh studio album by American band Emmure, and the first album to feature the new line-up with Joshua Travis, Phil Lockett, and Josh Miller. The album was released on March 3, 2017, through SharpTone Records. In October 2016, the Emmure released "Torch", the first single from the album, with "Russian Hotel Aftermath" following two months later.

Emmure have revealed the new song 'Russian Hotel Aftermath' and 2017 tour dates supporting their 'Look At Yourself' album. Both tracks are set to appear on their Look At Yourself album, which is expected in early 2017. Singer Frankie Palmeri is in full guttural aggressive form on "Russian Hotel Aftermath," with a wall of sound filled with crushing bass, driving guitars, chaotic drumming and even.

Look At Yourself" represents a coming of age for EMMURE, a new chapter in an aggressive autobiography that stretches back to the band's very first album, released when vocalist Frankie Palmeri was barely out of his teens. It's infused with a brutal self-examination and observation, balancing hate, bile and perseverance, with the tempered experience of a life spent in pursuit of self-reliance and respect, from within and without. If someone is bringing you down or holding you back from your full potential, it's time to cut them out, no matter how much you may love them. Palmeri released a statement earlier in the year in which he said he regretted saying "a lot of stupid shit" in the past. He said: "Over the years, specifically the last decade, I have done a pretty good job at painting myself as an egotistical, psychotic, moronic douche.

Seriously, this album is an absolute fucking monster! Everything about this 13-track album represents a tighter, more vehement and somehow more aggressive take on Emmure’s already heavy, pissed-off sound. It’s an album that flows incredibly well from track to track, and it’s one that shows off the most consistent body of work that Palmeri and his (seemingly ever-changing) band of merry men have ever conjured up, bar ‘Slave To The Game‘.