Time to dish the dirt people, and diss (yes, you really did read that correct) a local band. Geeshh..

Firstly, the album sleeve is misleading. It’s got an Andy Warhol kinda pop artish feel to it. Great, I’m thinking. This could be different. Art-rockers, perhaps? A bit of intelligence, perhaps? Wrong. All I can say is appearances are sometimes deceiving. They got one thing right though. It’s disgruntled, and quite frankly so am I!

I think they have overdosed on Nirvana, and it’s addled their brains. This is the only pseudo-compliment. From here it is down hill.

The first track is confusing. It starts off slowly, stops, starts again and gradually builds in tempo. Good idea. Original. Not. The song is called ‘Girl’. Please note - I hope it isn’t actually written about some girl somewhere, because if it is I feel for her. You need protection! I’d be scared if I was you. Moving on, the second track is a mild improvement and I was almost enjoying it. It sounds a bit like The Black Rebel Motorcycle Club without their Weetabix. Ditch the crummy vocals and it could even be palatable. The Third track is a life affirming experience. Sound good ? Well, after hearing it you will believe that hell exists, and not only does it exist ‘A Lighthouse’ is on repeat play. I’ll never sin again. Should be called I am a shitehouse. Just a thought. My eardrums are seeking therapy.

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Rocking or Shocking?
Shocking. 2/5 Bruzed and confused