I WALK THE LINE: Desolation Street: LP

This is what happens when you judge a record by it’s cover—you look at it and prepare yourself for some Poison The Well or Thursday clone, which really isn’t that great of a thing, but also isn’t, like, anything to lay on a knife over. Then you play the record and realize you’ve been woefully, tragically misled—you’re now subjected to a full-length LP that’s drearily mired in a kind of Interpol-meets-the-Cure-in-a-country-bar half-lit kinda world, where everyone exclusively smokes cloves and vampires may actually exist. The title of the record’s pretty fitting; there’s definitely a sense of barrenness that permeates this album, but that doesn’t really excuse the fact that it’s also, well, terribly wimpy leaf-tumbling rock music.

 –keith (Combat Rock)