On “Good Friday,” his voice drops to the depths for an almost bored-sounding delivery that calls up bits of Beck during some verses. The track finds Yoni running the litany of deplorable sins, using the track as a confessional of the weird and spewing lines like “playing lead lay in a bad way on Broadway” and “using Purell till my hands bleed and swell” with derisive delight.
And that’s generally the way things go with Alopecia. It’s like Yoni’s cracked his journal open to a random page and started spitting the speckled results in front of a backing band, choosing to sing when the mood hits him and lighting up the mic the rest of the time. For those who can take such a shuffling and contemptuous disposition, Why?’s Alopecia will probably fill a void long since left empty by other half-assed efforts from lesser monsters.
“I can decide/while I’m alive I’ll feel alive/and what's next/I guess I’ll know when I’ve gotten there.”
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