New Medicine are an interesting band sonically. They manage to straddle a gap between Papa Roach, Lostprophets and The Offspring while still injecting their music with a healthy dose of synthesiser. It feels like they’re trying to rise up to fill the void that the demise of Lostprophets left, with their heavy blend of alternative rock mixed with rap-styled vocals (The Offspring influence) and an edgy alternative metal feel to it (the Papa Roach influence).
There is no denying that New Medicine have managed to create some blatantly unique music, albeit not the greatest music you’ll hear this year. Now, I am not saying that New Medicine’s Breaking the Model is terrible. There are songs that stand out as being particularly good, although most of them are positioned at the beginning of the album. It makes you feel like the band gave up hope halfway through the recording process and decided to produce whatever they felt like without thinking what it would sound like.
“Breaking the Model” starts off the album with something decent as gutsy guitar riffs menacingly loom from behind the spaced-out synth introduction. The song launches into an angry attack upon anybody who could possibly have a reason to dislike their music. Essentially, New Medicine states that their music is for angry kids in mosh-pits and that they will be breaking the model of the general musical norms – quite a confident statement if you ask me. On “Desire Into Gold” the band seems to uphold that statement of breaking the model as they introduce their angry rap-styled vocals accompanied by the ferocious roar of guitar riffs and gang vocals. “One Too Many” introduces an anti-alcohol sentiment alongside a very pop/synth overtone which is accompanied by an aggressive roar of drums and guitar riffs.
The problem with Breaking the Model is introduced after “All About Me”. Five songs in and New Medicine start to lose their initial charm, and what was originally a rather fun sound starts to become practically infuriating as you began to think that the band put very little effort into making the rest of the album sound any different to the first five songs. They work their way through the same tricks that were showcased on the first five songs: synth overtones, aggressive guitars and annoying rapping. Not to mention lyrics that you’d expect from a two-bit misogynist pop singer or rapper. “Fire Up the Night” gets the award for most depraved and utterly degrading towards women lyrics – I am not too keen to hear how you’re going to engage in a one-night stand with somebody.
The simple fact of the matter is that New Medicine does not break any models, nor are the angry kids going to enjoy having synth thrown at them all the time. There is nothing amazing about New Medicine, nor is there anything terrible about them. They are just an unfortunately mediocre band that may appeal to a select demographic of people of whom I am not a part of.