Terminal

How The Lonely Keep

[2] As a member of As I Lay Dying recently said in another publication, the summer of ’05 could be metalcore’s end of the line, thanks to the near-pandemic explosion of sound-alike bands. Listening to Dallas’ Terminal could have one thinking that a similar scenario for the thrift-store and ironic-T-shirt scene spawned from the melodic sounds of Further Seems Forever, Thrice and Thursday. There’s nothing inherently wrong with-or bad about-Terminal, aside from vocalist Travis Bryant’s tendency to sound like a heartbroken whiner when he should be singing; it’s just that they’re virtually indistinguishable from the hundreds of other mop-topped suburbanites writing whiny modern rock that wouldn’t sound out of place in your parents’ CD collection. (TOOTH & NAIL) Kevin Stewart-Panko