So, the other day I was riding my bike and my thoughts turned to the whole post-whatever, indie emo invasion. And I was thinking about how, yes, it is horrible, but HAS to end soon. And then I get CDs like this for review and I realize how overly optimistic I was being! Moneen sounds like every other band that sounds like post-indie, post-punk, emo college rock hell. Allow me to quote from the lyric sheet, “Awake, a dream of fate I cannot escape, now it’s too late. Time dies in straight lines.” I could go on. I refuse to waste anymore of my time describing this crap. (Please, Todd and Sean, have pity on me!) If this were a cereal, it’d be stale Special K. A grown-up cereal we can all agree to hate!