FIRST BOY ON THE MOON: Self-titled: LP

Mar 15, 2022

When the band plays up the synthy aspect of things a bit (“Drown It Out”), they sound like the Greg Kihn Band playing Tubeway Army covers—except whereas Gary Numan was reasonably secure in his character at that time, this singer seems more tentative in his songly identity. When they sound the most like guys on stage at a bar (“Straight Up with You”) they come off a bit like the Jazz Butcher (playing poached riffs from “Straight to Hell” by the Clash, yet)—except, whereas the Jazz Butcher was rather wry and exuded savoir faire and panache and other italicized qualities, this singer dude seems vulnerable and not really in command. Thus, where I kinda expect the singer to be charismatic, he comes off as merely sensitive—which, in turn, causes me to muse on whether that situation might be the whole emotional, you know, hook of the band or something. “It’s not a bug, it’s a feature” and all that. I suspect that there might be a good record in here somewhere, but am currently unsure if I will have the patience to play this record the required amount of times needed to fully parse the mysterious code of a band that fails to rock as hard as A Flock Of Seagulls did. We shall see. BEST SONG: “What Alice Was Talking About.” That song coulda been a MTV hit for someone circa 1984. BEST SONG TITLE: “All Right Already.” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: I would’ve overprinted—not trapped—the cover art. –Rev. Nørb (Manic)

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