Black Veil Brides
– Set the World on Fire
Let’s call it what it is: a glam-metal opera dressed in war paint and eyeliner, unafraid of being loud, earnest, and just a little ridiculous. Set the World on Fire finds Black Veil Brides clawing away from their metalcore roots, shedding the growls for soaring choruses, arena-sized riffs, and enough hair-spray bravado to make early Mötley Crüe proud. It doesn’t whisper its intentions. It screams them—with a clenched fist, eyes lined in black, and a leather-studded heart.
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Andy Biersack leads the charge like a preacher at a mascara-streaked revival. He’s selling belief, in yourself and in the band. The guitars come in thick and fast, not interested in nuance—this is music that wants to ignite, not simmer. It’s as subtle as a fireworks display at midnight, and that’s exactly the point. The album leans hard into its theatricality, creating a soundscape meant to blast from teenage bedrooms and festival stages with equal conviction.
Critics dismissed it as juvenile, but that misses the point. This isn’t music for the jaded. It’s for the kid in the back of class drawing skulls on a notebook, dreaming of escape through volume and identity. Set the World on Fire isn’t trying to be cool—it’s trying to be important to someone. And in that mission, it burns bright.
Choice Tracks
Set the World on Fire
The title track comes on like a call to arms. It’s not subtle, but it’s effective—a riff-driven burst of rebellion with a chorus built to echo through summer festivals.
Fallen Angels
Big, bombastic, and tailor-made for sing-alongs, this track wears its ‘80s metal love proudly on its leather sleeve. If you miss old-school anthems, this is your candy.
The Legacy
Sharper and a bit darker than the rest, this one actually flirts with real menace. The breakdowns land heavy, and the vocals finally get to snarl without losing the melody.
Rebel Love Song
Equal parts power ballad and war cry, it feels like Bon Jovi took a detour through Hot Topic. It shouldn’t work, but it does—melodrama and all.
New Religion
A stomping tempo and a pseudo-religious metaphor that’s pure rock ‘n’ roll theater. Over the top? Of course. That’s the fun of it.