The stand-out track on the Sick Bees’ My Pleasure is without a doubt “Strawhat’s Dogs” (sung as “straw hat’s dogs), a tune that brings to mind some of the off-kilter pleasures of Modest Mouse, one of the few rock bands worth listening to these days. The trouble is that once you get past that one song, there’s not a lot here that can sustain interest. This guitar-and-drum duo suffers from the problem of not really having enough ideas, from song to song, to make My Pleasure a pleasure, or even a challenge, to listen to again and again. The biggest problem is the alternatively strumming and churning guitar sound used on nearly every track. That sound gives the whole of My Pleasure an unfortunate static quality, like you’re always waiting for them to change it up, but the change never comes. While there is an attempt to add textures by dropping in sampled chunks about the devastation of Mount St. Helens and Jane Fonda workouts, those bits only work to underline how uninteresting the songs are. Sexy Jane tells us, over and over, to stretch our thighs open, while the Sick Bees simply use that as a jumping off point to tell the girls to “work that ass,” presumably in some lame attempt at being funny or ironic. My advice: shake your booty to some other soundtrack.
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