no reason to think it would be any better if they'd spent eighteen or even nineteen days. This is corporate rock the way they used to do it five years ago -- meek, whiny, duller than a donkey's ass.

3 Doors Down try to get heavier this time, but they still can't decide who they want to be when they grow up: Metallica or Matchbox Twenty. So they combine the sappy sides of both bands into mush such as "Never Will I Break." Brad Arnold wails in his basso profundo about how his ladies don't understand him, but they probably just get him confused with the guy from Creed. "Landing in London" is an old-fashioned road song: "L.A.'s gettin' kinda crazy/New York's gettin' kinda cold," Arnold moans, as violins sob behind him. Bob Seger makes a one-line cameo, for some reason. Anyone psyched for a Crazy Town comeback?