Though we aren't given any premonition of this near the beginning of the CD, by the time we reach "Lick My Wounds" (I have no idea either), the trio has finally found their niche. Truthfully, parts of the next song< "Bicycle Boy," could even be compared to Dinosaur Jr., which is quite an accomplishment for any band.
Enough generosity though, let's talk about the two downfalls: lack of compositional creativity, and once again; the singer's vocal quality. As mentioned earlier, this band could certainly use a departure from the traditional rondo (ABACA) form. Not that they are the only band guilty of this, I simply expected more from instrumentalists of this calibre. Secondly, I find it necessary to mention that without vocal effects, Ritchie Perez (the singer) has little left to work with.
What really troubles me though, is that I disliked the beginning of the disc, but enjoyed the end, for I can't help but draw the analogy that if one eats garbage for long enough, one can become accustomed to it.
by Burke Stoller