what it looks like to have your feelings hurt
remembering one of my first ever reviews.
about my old band box_
“…a lesson in how to spoil an already stumbling and poorly produced release… they simply stumble through rhythm after rhythm and synth part after synth part… the instant their vocals come into the mix, I’m a little more than repulsed… As a record it fails, being both clumsy and under-written. I hesitate to call the record crap… As it stands, too much of the record is bare boned and frail, resting on just a few tricks and some badly produced musicianship gone lazy.”
