It's heavy and it's angry. It's got a few things to say and does so through too heavy for punk, too punk for metal musical brawls. The opening track, "Coma America," has a jerk and peel of an almost indie rock approach but with bigger bite. "Amen" utilizes a lot of that drifting bass line with feed-backed minimal guitars and intensely whispered verses (a la the Korn-fed generation), but "Amen" manages to mostly skirt direct comparisons and embrace a slightly more punker angle.

The dynamics of "No Cure For The Pure" are notable, with the strange subdued section of minimalist pull back of instrumentation and sporadic interruptions. This is the saving grace for "Amen." Structures and dynamics are top notch, but the actual hooks and flat vocals don't command a lot of recognition. Casey Chaos just doesn't do much as a vocalist. His barks aren't as aggressive as I think he's shooting for, and his melodic sense is more like an off toned rusty whine, but I'll give him a certain degree of attitude (well, one must when one wears a tag like "Casey Chaos"). Some of the backing growls thicken and disturb righteously to help boost where Chaos lacks. Since the players are all relatively pros coming out of some previously accomplished bands, the overall gloss is a heavy, edgy, indie rock bordering on the new jack metal tip, but lacking in the juice to command and infect. The elements are here, unfortunately a lot of it just doesn't gel into that special spark, and a lot washes off without sticking.

There is something to be said for overall tone of attitude and "Amen" has plenty of that. The question is how long can one listen to attitude? Trim out the used, buff up the hook and keep that level of intensity and "Amen" could define itself more uniquely.