General Fiasco Buildings (Infectious)
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By: Liane Escorza
I guess I could start by trying to sum up what General Fiasco sound like. But would that give the game away? Would you then not want to keep on reading, as one’s attention span these days can only copy with fast food nugget-sized pieces of information, and all you really want now is a one word answer to the following question – is the General Fiasco album good, or bad? Is it worth buying, or not? There are no yes or no answers here. Answers come in the form of seemingly contradictory words like ‘forgettable’ and ‘familiar’.
General Fiasco falls into the mainstream indie bracket as soon as one hits the play button, no doubt. Such identification within a category shared with the likes of Snow Patrol or any American teenage band for that matter does not happen out of spite – I promise. Their tunes are comparable to the type just mentioned, having nailed and memorised the formulas of catchy rock provav after listening non-stop to Coldplay (or others, no offense) for their short lifetimes (these Northern Irishmen are still learning, after all).
This dedication, determination and attention to detail is impressive, but tracks like ‘We Are the Foolish’, ‘Ever So Shy’ or ‘Talk to my Friends’ are not. Each song follows the same pace, the same unreal “I’m-so-in-pain” strain to the voice, the same universal teenage lyrics of bruised egos and zero substance, the same overall structure in the compositions.
It’s surprising to see that these types of bands are still being pushed into the commercial picture. Surprising because, if promotional banging and drilling works, they will accomplish the exposure that others far greater never will. Though one thing is sure, they do sound huge – sadly though, it’s like a monumental yawn.
Artists in this article: General Fiasco
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