It’s not often that you encounter a band that has the entire package: amazing vocalization, spine-tingling instrumentation, and an actual intellectual basis for their lyrics. The Confession has this package and effectively wraps it in shiny paper and a bow with eye-catching, gothic-era, artistic cover art. The hard-hitting band consists of Taylor Holland Armstrong (vocals), Kevin Fyfe (guitar), Matt Pauling (guitar), Jacob Ortiz (bass), and Jeff Veta (drums).
And their fans do love them. You can see it in their eyes as they admire the band on stage. They’re watching their favorite music being played out on stage and their pulses coming alive in time with music: breathing the electricity that surrounds the stage, nearly tasting the sweat on the band, and feeling the community within the audience. You lose some of these when the music begins to assimilate into the popular sounds found on the radio and in trendy shopping chains. The sound becomes contrived and predictable – there is nothing predictable about The Confession.
The cheesy lines about broken hearts and the resulting slit wrists have flooded the music scene. The bands with hot-rod guitars and meaningless sleeves of tattoos have taken over the recording studios. The groupies with bleached blonde hair, tight miniskirts, and stilettos have filled the backstage dressing rooms. The Confession dashes these stereotypes and proves that music can have meaning and that the rock/metal genre has purpose and renewed integrity.
Taylor sings of pain, lies, and jealousy but also covers topics that are scarcely heard backed up by raging guitars and heavy drum beats. Themes such as abandonment, internal conflict, and loathing are found throughout the five-song EP. There’s actually an obvious thought process behind the lyrics and word-choice – I mean when was the last time you heard ‘exsanguinate’ blasting from your speakers?
Their live show is even more breathtaking. The energy that surrounds them and the stage upon which they perform is astonishing and even that cannot do the performance and experience justice. The drums pulse within your body and you feel the music – all of your senses are actively engaged whether willingly or unwillingly. With songs not under four minutes long you might think the audience would lose interest within the repeated themes, but this is not the case. There are so many key changes and time changes that your mind is left swimming in the possibilities. You’re not sure what to focus on and it keeps you longingly coming back for more – to be rocked and confess your love for the band and the scene.