By: Jennifer Wagner |
Monday July 24, 2006 |
Genrerock PublisherVirgin Records External Links |
Don't You Fake It, The debut album from Middleton, Florida's
stupidly-named Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (I would go so far as to say the name is
perplexing, curious, but it's just not interesting enough to warrant use of
either adjective or the effort involved in finding out what it means), is a
glossy and overall pleasing undertaking, though one whose influences (Jimmy Eat
World, Hawthorne Heights) render it's sound unoriginal. The record label
(Virgin) could also have had a heavy hand in the band's similarity to
labelmates 30 Seconds to Mars, though RJA is decidedly more intelligent and
diverse. Ronnie Winter's vocals and lyrics stand out; the tag of "screamo"
being an absolutely accurate description of the sound, though it's generally
pleasing to the ear. Sounds a little like somebody about to vomit, yet somehow
it's not bad to listen to.
The hit of the record, "Face Down," takes an uncliched look at domestic abuse;
coming from a young male perspective it packs quite a wallop in both music and
message. "Face down in the dirt,/she's says 'This doesn't hurt'/ she says 'I
finally had enough'." This cut, like much of the rest of the record, is fast
and earnest and full of energy, intent and purpose. Which works well in that
instance, but the grinding urgency gets a little weary as the album progresses.
We get a slight break to the softer side of RJA with the introspective "Cat and
Mouse," which features some piano work interesting enough to give it pause.
Joey Westwood's bass stands out prominently, in particular on the first song
"In Fate's Hands," the other airwave-ready bit on the CD, and the guitars are
consistently rich, complex, and mature, for lack of a better way to describe
it.
Don't You Fake It demonstrates RJA's solid talent, raw energy, unbridled
enthusiasm, and intelligent songwriting. It is cleanly produced and at times
quite impressive, though they do hold back on nailing an truly original sound.