As an annual attendee of Jimmy Buffet’s concerts in Chicago, I am thrilled that I now have a new frisbee to throw around with my friends at the pre-show parking lot party. That frisbee came to me from Warner Brothers Records in the form of Brougham’s new disc Le Cock Sportif.
I’ve reviewed countless albums over the years and can say with utmost confidence that this was one of the worst projects I have ever allowed into my CD player. Horrendous, heinous, and disgusting are too cordial of descriptions.
The group’s name is taken from the Brougham luxury Cadillac, pronounced Bro-haam. The band is made up primarily of the two friends Luke Sick and Jason Slater, who have spent a considerable amount of time in other bands. Slater logged in some hours with Third Eye Blind and Snake River Conspiracy, while Sick played with Sacred Hoop.
One would think that having a relatively respectable band alumni list, particularly in the case of Slater, that Brougham could have came up with a better project. They do attempt to meld their different band experiences into several genres, but fall flat on their face with stupid, intended to be catchy hooks, and ridiculous lyrics.
Take their Run DMC styled rap song “Hubba Rock”, which is nauseating to listen to while having equally pointless lyrics like “She’s only 14, pre-madonna porn queen”.
Other sorry lyrics come in the Beastie Boys-styled track “Don’t Speak English”. One line, which I highly doubt took more than 10 seconds to write states, “Hours, days, months, and years, find a little time to smoke pot and drink beers”.
That’s not to say that group’s always have to have poignant messages, but when it comes to meaning, this project has none. A primary example is on the track “7th Grade”, when Brougham talks of a supposed junior high experience. The chorus proclaims: “In the school yard with my friends, we got broken hearts to mend. We’re only in the 7th grade. We only think about gettin’ laid. Split a six pack between the three of us…”
These guys are obviously the opposite of role models and besides the frisbee suggestion I made earlier, this disc’s only other use would be as a coaster for a cold drink.
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