Before any of you a-holes even think about complaining about the slow progress on reviews here, let me explain.
I had shit to do.
Anyway, thanks to Dylan, at least a few things got done around here the last two weeks, and to my continual astonishment, perhaps even eliciting some concern on my part, in regards to the tenacious and steadfastly masochistic nature of the persons responsible for submissions to this site, we are still getting emails from groups.
Seriously, have you guys read the blog? For some fucking reason, there seems to be some confusion as to exactly what the goals of this here endeavor are.
Oh, I thought I might also announce that some dude who I can only assume is a member of the band Covington, has honored us with a review...for the blog itself. We are proud to announce that Music Reviews by Sam has earned an "F", in blogging...I guess.
That dude should actually keep rolling with what he has going there, maybe create a blog that reviews other blogs.
In any case, here is a new one.
Ironically, from what can only be described as the worst named band and album of all time, we are presented with, perhaps, our most dick-slappingly legitimate submission to date.
In fact, these dudes have carried out an almost flawless execution of what must be an intentional heist.
In fact, it is as if Wizard Attack had intended all along to produce an ever so slightly less inspired adaptation of the Chicago math/punk band Colossal.
Here is the problem. Neil Hennessey didn't just lay down the most intricate and talented drum tracks of the modern era on Colossal's last two albums for the express purpose of simplifying the process of musical plagiarism. He's just too fucking good to copy.
So right off the bat, I am immediately inclined to experience disappointment, because the shit is at once fucking obviously similar and easily identified as an inferior musical doppelganger that sounds just enough like the real deal that I am immediately aware of the similar properties, but is just not--ahhhh. It's not as good as fucking Colossal, which sucks a colossal dick, because this is a genuinely interesting album in terms of both aesthetics and literary value.
Oh, yeah, I should mention that there is a hefty and healthy dose of Braid interwoven in this shit. It's super cool, but let me elaborate.
The lyrics are very good. Spooky good, at times.
"Never knew what love was, till I saw you people tonight, you came out in such numbers; hit the floods; it's a beautiful sight."
The mother fucker writing the lyrics has a strong grasp of exactly how to tickle my gooch just like I like, in terms of presenting a moving narrative strongly founded on the keen and stark perspective of an individual rocked by the throws of the human condition, pristine in it's integrity, which makes it so easy to identify with and relate to.
Good content, awesome leads. AHHH. It's great.
Just download this fucking shit, and maybe if you feel like pissing off your dad, throw these guys a fucking Beej, cause they maybe deserve one.
It rocks. CLICK
Oh Yeah. BTW 5/5. Being worse than colossal is not the worst thing that can be said about any band, since they are like the fucking kings of the goddamn jungle of punk rock and mathy whateverness. But, yeah.
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