It’s very sad that in the happy mornings of 2004, the only opportunity that a band have to buy a little bit of attention, is moving towards the deepest quoting, pomping its own form in the most impressioning way and wait for the work of imprinting (which previously have worked).
However this Funeral is nothing but the umpteenth debut tasting of already-listen/already-seen, just served in a differend dish, cooled down and dished out lukewarm.
We can easily found the reverberates of Talking Heads, Modest Mouse since the more recents The Walkmen, without offering something different pertaining to the general content sum of the forefathers: it’s just a mold, showed off with a 15 components band which can only garnish the contour, but of course they don’t engender quality depth. To engender it, is indispensable creativity and personality, and thay are nacked about that.
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