Gemstones

Woof. Scott Walker vibes are strong with this one. Cabaret style music (my least favorite), and obnoxiously navel-gazey lyrical exercises. I liked one track enough to keep, the rest were mostly skips. People really like this stuff? Takes all types, I guess.

This is what it would sound like if Cake turned out for the worse. This dude is obnoxious, which is a shame since the clear focus is on him and his lyrics above all.

Fékk fljótt leið á þessu.

There's a guy like this playing in a coffee shop in a college town near you. He's not as clever as he thinks he is either.

There are boring albums and...this one. It seems like a great half-hour song with the same rhythms and arrangements of a singer who seems to be talking to his guitar.

Holy crap.....I don't say this often but this was really aweful! On many levels, aweful. The music is boring and bland. The singing is boring and bland. But the icing on this rotten cake is the corniness of the lyrics. This is the guy at a party who thinks he is being funny and clever. Who thinks everyone loves him. The shining center of the gathering. While actually everyone is just trying to get away from him, running to the fridge for another beer. Unbearable.

What? No Moldy Peaches? He needs Kimya Dawson to temper him. A bit too clever for me. Short album, but each song felt unbearably long.

Nope.