Ah my beloved In Flames return with studio album number thirteen. A record that see’s them inch even further away from their now dim and distant melodic death roots. These days they trade exclusively in slick commercial metal of a Linkin park variety. For what it is, it is very good. The choruses are catchy, the guitars are big and the whole thing feels accessible and inviting. It is as underground as a flyover but it is still highly enjoyable because it has songs. Big spanking sing along-able songs. And that is good enough for me.