Despite being one of the most contrived and unimaginative bands, like, maybe ever, Nickelback are still one of Canada's biggest exports. Mystifying? Yes. A cruel joke by God? Perhaps. But since this is their third album, it's unlikely that they'll just fuck off any time soon. And so Chad Kroeger and company have written another bunch of songs that sound like all the other songs they've ever written. Perpetually stuck in a mid-90s grunge mindset, they go through the motions with a slew of dull and limp riffs over top of by-the-numbers "modern" rock. Factor in Kroeger's ridiculously comical singing voice and lyrics that would embarrass most 14-year-olds and you have one of the most forgettable albums of the year.