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The cover of the album is okay. It is an altered photograph of a woman looking away from the camera, but it is done in an interesting way. But aside from that, the rest of the artwork is bad and cheesy. And, like the artwork, the music isn't very good either. The songs sound like they're done by balding men in their early-30's trying to rock. The kind of band that plays in the local town bar, in a town no one goes to. Or maybe they're a band of guys who work at the local Sam Ash, or Guitar Center, or whatever the big instrument store is in your area. You know these guys: thinning hair, but still grown long, overweight because the beer is catching up with their slowing metabolism, and grade-A-sleeze-ball salesmen. Great technical ability, but more trained to be studio musician's, or Cher's backing band on tour, than the innovative artists of their time.
The production is okay, but turns me off. They probably paid way too much at the local studio, trying to sound professional, or trying to get that "major-label" sound. This music may have seemed better circa 1988, when these guys were probably in their 20s. Now, there's nothing wrong with being old, nor is there anything wrong with being old and still playing rock music. It's just that most old timers lose their fresh-edgy-passion that gives music a kick in the ass, and makes it worthwhile.
The vocals seem to be bad/trite, but that's probably what they're going for to a certain extent. The guitar sound is completely watered down, taking away any edge that it seems to be trying to put forth. It seems as if they were going for a "grunge" sound, years later, yet still in the aftermath of labels STILL trying to cash in on the wave of people buying Nirvana records after Kurt died. Give it up, grunge wasn't that cool in the first place. This record proves that major-label wannabe rock bands BLOW. Reviewing this record was almost depressing, because these are the bands that have the technical ability, top-notch equipment, money to put into recording, promotion, touring, and they probably put so much work into it, yet they're just not good. They fill up the world of rock-music with junk, and I have to review it. But, after all, it's a job that has to be done.
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