Pick a direction. Any direction. No, really.
If there’s one thing that seems to derail the Chi-town collective, Bear Hair, faster than drunken Uncle Ed showing up at your daughter’s first communion party, it’s the apparent inability to decide what kind of band it wants to be. Does it want to include elements of down-and-dirty heavy rock? Twee, college rock? Multi-vocal layers or Band-ish grooves? A chorus of crickets? None of the eight members here seem to know for sure, and that’s too bad, because the raw talent is obvious in the attempts to mix and match all those disparate elements on The Island of Misfit Toys. However, the results are a decided mess than can’t be cleaned up no matter how many times one tries to listen, tries to find something, anything, that might redeem this collection. Never was an album title more accurate or more tragic.
// Notes from the Road
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