The Prom Kings are the new bland. Sure, "Better Man," "Birthday," and "Blow" will slot perfectly next to Seether, Chevelle, and Three Days Grace on modern rock radio. But where are the Prom Kings amidst the scrubbed distortion, overdone vocals, and severe programming of their self-titled debut? In case you get lost, too -- "Who is this I'm listening to?" -- vocalist Chris Carney drops helpful reminders. "You know the Prom Kings make it last all night!" he blurts in "Birthday," reiterating later during "Blow" "Girl you're rollin' with the Prom Kings!" They're no doubt rolling in a nondescript grey Chevy Malibu, because that's about how distinctive this album is. Its pillowy production doesn't even allow for sufficient rock moments -- when choruses do try to kick it in, they're usually marred by string sections. Towards the end of the album, "Down" does try on some rock atmosphere. Too bad it's a Linkin Park rewrite with none of that group's (limited) grit. Even when Aftermath neo-gangsta the Game shows up mid-song for a spirited rap, he and the Prom Kings are only emulating what Jay-Z and LP already did on the Collision Course record.
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AllMusic Review by Johnny Loftus