When was the last time you went to MacDonalzzz? Remember the feeling after you stuffed away your McNuggets with sweet and sour? You've had it a billion times before, it didn't taste really good then and didn't just now and you wish you had gone to the Italian panini place down the street to get some decent fucking food. That's the feeling you get after listening to this album.

Harm is planning to take over the world by stealing from every rock metal genre out there and have some dude doing his utmost best to sound like Jonathan Davis. The fact that he fails miserably doesn't matter, we'll send out the album anyway. The Nine can best be described as a bad Korn copy with bad production to boot. Sure, the riffs are there, sure the drums are good, sure there are some things in Harm's defence but the thing that will always remain is the plain fact that it has been done before many many many many times and it has been done much much much much better.

Too bad, because the music is in there. These guys probably sat down had a cup of tea with some cookies and talked about what musical direction they should have gone. Don't do that, just fucking play and see what comes to ya.

Move along, nothing to see here....