Find Me On:
really? probably my least favorite release, after “turn it up faggot” (but still admittedly great.)
Have to totally agree with this review. Listening to this album a few times and really wanting to love it having always loved Girls, it became frustratingly apparent that the problem with it is that it just doesn’t contain any of Christopher Owens’ best songs. Although I could imagine them sounding way better if recorded as Girls and more in the production style of FSHG. There’s just no punch to these songs, no unhinged moments, and they suffer because of it. The instrumentation, the backing vocals, the flutes…it all becomes too precious. Ben Greenman summed it up in his review, talking about how the album’s intimacy sometimes comes off as timidity, which is sad, because even at his most desperate and damaged (Vomit, My Ma), Owens never sounded timid.