Album Review: Kill the Stars by Born Against Christians
If you’re into music that blends electronic beats with raw rock energy, Kill the Stars by Born Against Christians might just hit the spot. Released back in 2006 in Canada and available on iTunes, this album is like a gritty love letter to rebellion. It’s not perfect—heck, it doesn’t even try to be—but there’s something about its chaotic charm that sticks with you.
Let’s talk tracks. First up, “Gods in the Gutter.” This one grabs your attention right away with its pulsing synths and grungy guitar riffs. The lyrics are kinda cryptic but feel oddly relatable, like they’re speaking to anyone who’s ever felt lost or out of place. I remember listening to this track on repeat during a road trip once—it matched the vibe so well, like an anthem for misfits everywhere.
Then there’s “Destroy What You Know.” Whoa, this song hits hard. It starts off slow, almost hypnotic, then slams into this explosive chorus that feels like a punch to the gut (in a good way). There’s a sense of urgency here, like the band’s daring you to rethink everything you’ve been told. Honestly, it’s the kind of track that makes you wanna scream along, even if you don’t know all the words.
The rest of the album keeps things interesting too. Tracks like “Christian Says” and “Born to Destroy” bring plenty of attitude, while “Cult of the Negative” has this eerie undertone that lingers long after the music stops. Sure, some songs blend together a bit, but overall, it’s a wild ride.
What stands out most about Kill the Stars is how unapologetically raw it feels. You can tell these guys weren’t chasing trends—they were making the music they wanted to make. And yeah, maybe it’s a little rough around the edges, but isn’t that what makes it cool?
Final thought? Listening to this album feels like finding an old mixtape at a thrift store. It’s not gonna change your life, but it’ll remind you why you fell in love with music in the first place. Plus, it’s Canadian—who knew Canucks could do edgy electro-rock so well? Guess we should’ve seen it coming from the land of maple syrup and politeness turned punk.
