You re some kind of wonderful lyrics12/8/2022 ![]() ![]() It's got to have more going for it than this. I say, stick with it and see how it works out. Barnett, you say in your liner notes that you've been playing with a rock band recently, and that you've been enjoying it. At least Braid kicked a little ass while they were emoting in your face. As for that Braid cover, the strumming is more spirited than usual and the melody is good, but even as a standout track it's lacking. Two songs manage to rise out of the mire slightly- a cover of Braid's "What a Wonderful Puddle" and the guitar-and-flute instrumental "Canoe," which has a nice enough folk vibe to get by. I'd go on, but there's hardly much more to talk about. And this goes on for more than five minutes. What might be a toy piano shows up in the background near the end, but it doesn't really do anything except mimic the already negligible guitar part. "Mine" hardly sounds like a song at all, with its somnambulent finger-picking accompanied by equally sleepy vocals that still manage to sound strained. Ever-so-sparse acoustic guitar strumming and vocals that betray a limited range are all you get. It also reveals the fatal trap of being anti-rock by being incredibly boring. He's barely strumming his guitar, and he makes you finish whatever it is you're eating just a little quicker so you can leave.Īll of these songs are old- they've just been extracted from the Kind of Like Spitting archives and re-recorded for this album, but who asked for 'em? The disc opens with "Crossover Potential," which may as well be the anthem of Hush Records, with its lyrics about not having any punk rock credentials or mainstream potential. Rather, it's like listening to some kid with a high school composition book full of lyrics sitting in the corner of Au Bon Pain singing about all the crap that's ever happened to him during his painful tenure in suburbia. This self-titled Kind of Like Spitting release doesn't really have any of those things. I mean, there are plenty of amazing albums out there that don't rock one bit, but all of them have some aspect that makes up for it- you know, jaw-dropping melodies, lushness of sound, or just a generally pleasing vibe. Oh, how it doesn't rock! It's nearly impossible to count the ways this doesn't rock. Now, I'm looking at the back of the case and noticing the insignia of the Hush label, whose "anti-rock" dogma is all too apparent on this release. I've been listening to it over and over again the way I always do when I've got a review to write, and it's driving me up the wall. I'm afraid it may not even make it through the next play. This new album of yours is in very bad shape. Barnett, I'm afraid I have some bad news.
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