When a song could double as a compilation title for the artist in question, it’s hard not to go in with clear expectations before you even hear it. Eye-catching title aside, this is not new territory for Gary Allan. If anything, it’s his most charted territory.
So you get what you expect here. A wailing vocal with some ragged trimming, driving electrical guitars, and a lyric about being despondent but digging it.
It’s a solid record, I suppose, but when you’re revisiting territory that has been covered before with songs as nakedly vulnerable as “Putting My Misery On Display” or as cleverly written as “Songs About Rain”, it’s hard to muster up enthusiasm for this. It’s not so much an artistic disappointment as it is a holding pattern. Next, please.
Listen: Get Off On The Pain