By: Nic de Jong |
Tuesday January 18, 2005 |
Genrerock PublisherTee Pee Records External Links |
Why would anyone want to lie in an empty room, sweating and eating oranges
and various other fruits from the citrus family? It just doesnt make sense. I
guess I could hack it, if there was a great record on the stereo. With this
album, Maplewood tries to write a record for this rightly-obscure niche
market.
The songs pass by swiftly, but without leaving much of an impression aside from
the lingering feeling that you should be listening to the Go-Betweens instead.
The songs themselves are not bad at all. They have some nice interesting ideas,
but are too insistent on sticking to the path of the well-trodden. Relief comes
from various breaks where an organ or accordion part takes the spotlight. Sadly,
for the most part, the instrumentation is sorely predictable and just adds to
the feeling of transience and disposability this record exudes.
All the tracks are fairly equal in quality and are all varied in approach
and song writing. This could be a positive thing. But, in part, the
inability to stand still and focus on one kind of song for any length of time
contributes to the shallowness. I cant help but feel if these guys focused
on the Gram Parsons-meets-Go-Betweens kind of vibe they exude at time, that it
would be much easier to listen to them with more regularity. I would also
recommend that they stop listening to the Eagles, because the Eagles are shit
and their sand-blasted harmonies are appallingly unimaginative.
The songs on Maplewood's debut are all nice. You can stick this album on
and let it float on all the way through without too much trouble or thought.
It's bearably pleasant, but totally unrewarding.