Every so often, a band shatters genre conventions so unapologetically that it feels like they’ve rewritten the rules of modern heavy music. TSS doesn’t just flirt with reinvention—they make it a lifestyle. With End Of Time, the French genre-blending force throws themselves off every musical cliff they can find, plunging headfirst into a cinematic, chaotic, and emotionally annihilating album that is as addictive as it is devastating.
Opening with the eerie, near-whispered title track, End Of Time immediately introduces a world where every note aches and every beat bleeds. The band layers melancholic ambiance with surging electronic textures and razor-cut guitars, creating a sonic palette that feels torn between a midnight drive and a final confession. This isn’t just emo-metalcore; it’s doom-pop for the emotionally fluent.
Fantasize is a masterclass in contradiction: seductive yet tortured, catchy yet soul-scarring. It weaves a lyrical lament in both French and English, grappling with obsession and self-destruction over a driving beat that smashes j-rock flamboyance into the dirty pulse of phonk. And then there’s DEAD, a snarling monster of a track featuring CVLTE—equal parts poetry and horrorcore, wrapped in a synth-fogged fever dream. Its pulsing refrain (“She said I am the devil”) hits like a cursed echo inside your skull, impossible to forget.
The emotional centerpiece KILLING ME is sheer devastation. It’s ghostly, romantic, and terrifying in its sincerity—like reading love letters at the edge of the apocalypse. Kirby’s vocals are raw and searching, unraveling in slow motion as the song lurches between beauty and oblivion. Just when you think it can’t get heavier, Ending Scene arrives with a sucker punch of cinematic sorrow. It’s the sound of watching your life fall apart in slow motion with the volume turned to max.
But TSS isn’t content to end on a sigh. Would You Be My Therapy? (Redux) brings in Windwaker for a brutal, warped finale that sounds like Nine Inch Nails crash-landing into a k-pop arena. The track is jagged, futuristic, and intoxicating—proof that TSS can conjure violence and vulnerability in the same breath.
What makes End Of Time not just impressive but essential is how ruthlessly human it is. For all its genre-bending madness and stylistic whiplash, this is an album about what it feels like to be too much—too haunted, too heartbroken, too alive. It’s not perfect, and it’s not trying to be. That’s exactly why it hits so hard. TSS has delivered a record that feels like tearing open your chest and letting the static in.
TSS will release their new album END OF TIME, out June 27 via Fearless. Pre-order it here.
I’m Drew, the founder and editor of Front of the Stage. I have a strong love for music and photography, which started at a very young age. There’s just something I love about experiencing live music and capturing memories that will last a lifetime, and that’s how Front of the Stage came to be.
