One Nation Under, despite falling prey to at least some of nu-metal's most glaring stereotypes, was a generally respectable debut album from a Chicago-based group who possessed hidden potential here and there. Unfortunately, I just can't bring myself to say the same about From Zero's second and final record. My So-Called Life has no soul, nor does it have any redeeming factors, really. This band was dicking around too much and the result was shallow, inexcusable bile that practically acts as if their last release was a big afterthought. The quality of Jett's vocal performance couldn't save the sophomore slump, and the guitar work is overall painfully emotionless. I guess it's a good thing From Zero called it quits after My So-Called Life.
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