It was bound to happen, some day or another. And the time has come. Halifax gets the honor: An album that is entirely 100% unoriginal. Literally. I’ve listened to this album end-to-end twice, hoping to find an original lyric, unique chord change, but to no avail. You know that generic song that comes to mind when you hear the term “emo-rock”? Well if you can imagine that, then you’ve already heard their entire debut album. Sometimes Drive-Thru Records is willing to go a wee bit risky, releasing emotional piano punk (Something Corporate) or techno-pop-rock (HelloGoodbye), but here has released the most uninteresting rock album in recent memory. Single “Our Revolution” barely stands out above the rest, making perfect background music for some forthcoming Twisted Metal release, but The Inevitability of a Strange World has nothing to offer. Even the pseudo-ballads like “A Tint of Rain” and “Murder I Wrote” follow cliche painfully close. Never before in my years of being a music critic have I walked away from an album with not a single track to recommend. Congratulations Halifax: you’re the first.