I was one album off in my memory of Buffalo Tom losing it. This is the album where the wheels fell off and I stopped purchasing (they also took a very long hiatus after this release – perhaps understandably).
It feels like a band going through the motions. At the same time there is a sniff of desperation. New elements like harmonising are explored. The song-writing is laboured. They are grasping for rhymes, and wallowing in a deep pit of cliches.
I’m searching for redeeming characteristics here. I guess if you’d never heard any of their other stuff you might see glimpses of gold and promise. But when the fall has been so swift it is very hard to get excited.
The opening track (Rachel) is their best effort, but it isn’t anywhere enough to justify the album.
My CD comes with a bonus 4-track live set at Melbourne’s own Triple-R radio station. As these are songs from their glory days, it just serves to remind us what has been lost.
File under: I think they meant smited