As anticipation mounted for his solo debut we knew one thing for certain: Mark was the master of deep, brooding rock and the mood of his new record would be impeccable…but that’s about it. Mark promised surprises and a change of tack, and while All I Was wasn’t a radical reinvention of his core aesthetic, it did see a defiant hardening of his sound and a welcome injection of pace. It has been said that he Metallica-ized his sound, but All I Was isn’t a full-blown thrash release. Instead it took that blitzkrieg double bass pedal assisted edge and married it to Tremonti’s deep bellowing signature sound without sounding like Creed on steroids.
Vocally Tremonti is a revelation. His vocal eerily recalls Soundgarden on “Brains” and the guitarist proves suitably adaptable. At times his voice is big enough to fill stadiums, in other moments he’s utterly unnerving, and seems more comfortable with a straight rock chorus than Myles Kennedy ever was. Tremonti doesn’t go overboard with the solos (he picks and chooses his moments) and the song always comes first. As a result All I Was feels like a proper, stand alone, fully-fledged, and artfully considered LP, and not “the solo album by that bloke from Creed”. All I Was might be a brutal pummelling, but it’s the most enjoyable beating our eardrums have received all year.