Okay, so there I was in the middle of my local cemetery. It was 11:59 p.m., and I was decked out all in black leather, CD player in hand, preparing myself for the audio experience that was the sound track to the new flick Underworld-Evolution. I figured that if I was about to review this evil collection of tunes, I would give myself over to it completely.

At the moment my watch hit midnight, I pushed the play button...

Puscifer's track, "The Undertaker (Renholder Mix)", came to life with an eerie buzz of vocals, which gave way to a techno inspired heavy bass beat that methodically pounded into my ears. I was a little freaked out, you know, the cemetery and all. But I liked the feeling, and, more than that, I thought this was a good start.

After the first track passed away, I was greeted with "Morning After". A guitar infused, techno savvy rock track, lead by the strong vocals of Linkin Park's Chester Benninton. Although not as hard as some of the tunes I've heard from Linkin Park, this song does get the blood flowing. And flow it does, right into Hawthorne Heights' "Where Do I Stab Myself in the Ears (Legion of Doom Remix)". Another infused song that, along with the masochistic title, captured a feeling of rhythmic torment. A torment I was really getting into.

But, alas, this feeling quickly went cold, only to be replaced by the upbeat sound of My Chemical Romance's "To the End (RnR Cheryl Mix)". Although enjoyable, this song seemed out of place with the dark, Goth-like feel of the other tracks. I felt at odds with my environment. This was no place for such agreeable rock. The departure continued with Slipknot's "Vermillion pt 2 (Bloodstone Mix)". A ballad of sorts, "Vermillion pt 2", is a haunting track that made the hair on my arms stand up. It was the perfect song for those long moonlit cemetery walks, and possibly the best song on the CD.

Stalking Slipknot was Alkaline Trio's "Burn (Alleged Remix)", a return to the earlier electronic beat driven tracks sans their rock edge. This track is soft, as Slipknot's, but lacks the anguish so expertly evoked in "Vermillion".

As the air grew frigid, and darkness enveloped me, my mind began to play tricks. I felt like someone was watching me, following me. At the very same moment, "The Last Sunrise (Dusk Mix)", from Aiden, let out a distorted pulse. I froze, and scanned the landscape for any signs of movement. "The Last Sunrise" heightened my fears; it's definitely not the song to hear when you think someone's following you. Something was happening to this CD. It was changing, morphing into something larger, more muscular, and definitely more hairy.