From the beginning track (Dive In) to the end (Song for Isabelle), this record is just 40 minutes of completely bloated, sugar-sweet, sappy emo-tinged post-hardcore that I wish I wash my brain with bleach to completely rid myself of it. There are screams, but they way they come off seem more tacky and trendy than anything emotionally despondent. With that being said, this entire record hinges on Vic's whiny and nasal vocal capabilities, unnecessarily electronic instances and production that lacks any sort of rawness that should have been there. I'm not saying that I'm some hardcore punk dude whose completely anti-establishment and a total hipster, I'm just saying that when it comes to more aggressive forms of punk rock, I want it to sound like ACTUAL punk rock, not pop. The anti-corporate, DIY, lo-fi punk aesthetic has been completely betrayed for this garbage.
Pierce The Veil and many other bands in popular and contemporary post-hardcore are an insult to the genre. To be honest, this is the band responsible for getting me into the post-hardcore genre in the first place, but since then, my taste has To be honest, this is the band responsible for getting me into the post-hardcore genre in the first place, but since then, my taste has expanded to appeal to better bands in the genre and in retrospect, Misadventures is the most pristine, cleanly produced, Warped Tour-ready heap of garbage I've ever heard.
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