Aesthetic Perfection

All Beauty is Destroyed

Metropolis Records 

3.5

Dear Aesthetic Perfection,

I want to love you but over the course of the day you have begun to annoy me. “All Beauty is Destroyed” started out so well providing some much needed energy to my morning and moving me through the day. “A Nice Place to Visit” perked up my ears with some serious bass and goth-tastic groves that made me want to get up and dance at my desk. Giving me a much needed dose of goth-rock inspired metal to drown out the bosses and do my thing as I slave away in the office. Things got better at lunch as I banged my head and practiced my shadow moves to the Hocico remix of “11th Hour” and the absolutely stunning Caustic remix of “A Nice Place to Visit”. I loved you so much Aesthetic Perfection that I turned you on when I got in the car and screamed along to “Motherfucker” as I sat in rush hour traffic. Aesthetic Perfection, you filled me with such sonic bliss, that there was nothing I couldn’t handle as long as you were playing. You filled me with a sense of fun and excitement that is so often missing from everyday working life. 

I was hooked, I couldn’t stop. The first thing I did when I hit the homestead was to turn on “All Beauty is Destroyed” I had to keep the awesome going. But then something changed. Away for the office and the background distractions of work I really began to listen to you, to every nuance of every song. Yes, I giggled when you said “I hope you die you motherfucker” on “Motherfucker” because the lyric completely summed up how I feel about having to do dishes, and motherfucker is by far one of my favorite curse phrases.  And when you proclaimed “you’re just so dirty what you do with that mouth” on “Filthy Design” I had half a mind to check my pad for cameras because you seemed to know how last nights date ended. All the while your low sultry vocals were putting me in the mind for a repeat performance of last night. Alas it all fell apart when I got into “Celebrity Sin”. Sure the track kept my ass wiggling, but the lyric “don’t you wanna get laid” struck me as well, dumb. I know this particular track is designed to denounce all of the insipid, moronic faux celebs that have invaded the public consciousnesses, but I have come to expect a bit better from you over the course of the day. Besides anyone with more than four working brain cells knows that it’s all bullshit and it’s hardly worth making a song about. Instead of sounding snarky and smart all you do is come off as pretentious. You recovered a bit with “Under Your Skin” and the title track “All Beauty Destroyed”, slower tunes that makes trust issues sexy and beg to be part of my shagging playlist Because I love anything that makes being damaged hot.. But it wasn’t enough to make up for “Hit the Streets” or “Celebrity Sin” which sucked me out the playful seductive mood I had found myself in from the rest of the album. Crest fallen I turned off “All Beauty is Destroyed”. I suppose I will have to resign myself to the fact that as much as I loved you as background noise Aesthetic Perfection, we can only really be friends at the goth bar where I am too busy dancing and drinking to notice the lyrics that kill my mood with their silliness.