EVERETT BROS. MOVING CO.: Moving Misfortune: CD

This record sounds like the kind of lame, garden-variety alternative tripe that noodles around with various genres (a bit of bluegrass, a bit of hippy-dippy, a bit of rock, et cetera.) and sounds like it should be the main draw on “alternative night” in a college bar frequented by frat boys and other self-entitled higher-ed fucks. This record isn’t bad in and of itself, but it’s just so damn boring. There’s no edge to any of it, and it sounds like the bands that played at the Bradford Beach Club (worst Milwaukee bar, ever) that I would go out of my way not to see. 

 –Eric Carlson (75 Or Less)