In a similar way to how ‘The Hunting Party’ was a reaction to criticism that Linkin Park had gone soft, ‘Minutes to Midnight’ feels very much like a reaction to them being pigeon-holed into the narrow category of ‘nu metal’ with ‘Hybrid Theory’ and ‘Meteora’.
One of the most striking things about ‘Minutes to Midnight’ is that Linkin Park suddenly sound like a ‘normal’ band. ie. guitars, drums, bass and vocals, playing rock songs in a practice space.
Nothing wrong with this, per se.
However, we fell in love with Linkin Park for the added electronic elements, the slick production, the glorious interplay of rapping and singing. On ‘Minutes to Midnight’, these elements were either lower in the mix or absent altogether, leaving the record feel more like a demo from a more traditional meat-and-potatoes rock band.
The singles ‘Leave Out All The Rest’ and ‘What I’ve Done’ could admittedly have fitted on ‘Meteora’. But once we get into the middle of the album, with ‘Valentine’s Day’, ‘In Between’ and ‘In Pieces’, Linkin Park sound bereft of ideas, lacking in energy and frustratingly ploddy.
Album closer ‘The Little Things Give You Away’ works better, because it is a fantastic, less formulaic song, even if it does occupy territory more reminiscent of Snow Patrol or Coldplay.
Elsewhere, ‘Bleed It Out’ is fun, and ‘Given Up’ is a fantastic showcase for the power of Chester’s scream. But overall, this is Linkin Park’s most skippable and underwhelming album.
Standout tracks: ‘The Little Things Give You Away’, ‘What I’ve Done’