For a long awaited album that was going to return to the darker, more pounding agressiveness of yore, this was a serious kick to the groin.I got a copy of this from a friend and felt horrible that I wasted $.25 for a CD to burn it on. It literally was the single most painful thing I have listened to in a good long while.Maybe Jason was on to something when he bolted. I no longer have any animosity for his decision. This album lacks songwriting, musical integrity, and production. They should have named this one, 'Basement Days'. That is the closest comparison I can draw to the sound.This is for Lars.... What in God's green Earth is the kind of drum you seem to have fell in love with? It is terrible. Kinda like a bad Jamaican kettle drum. The fact you bang it over and over and over just made me almost psychotic when I heard each song....