MYSPACE REVIEW – BURNING SHADES
After a day spent watching Def Leppard Video’s, series 2 of Yes Minister and writing, I think one more review is in order before I switch the computer off ad relax for a few hours. Today we’ve had Jaded Sun from Dublin, who turned out to be one of the best bands I’ve found since starting these reviews. We’ve also heard The Rapport from Louth who have the potential to be a great grungy rock band if they keep at it and now it’s time to visit Sligo and see what Burning Shades are like. These guys have been picked because they’re online and that’s good enough for Tickets There (remember, low standards).
As usual, I haven’t seen the band live or heard their EP.
First track under the knife is Last Star and there seems to be a problem, it won’t play. OK, moving along to second track, The Soft Hours. Again, it’s not working. Time to refresh and see’s what happens.
This time I’ve had more luck as second last song, Light of the Shadows works…ah shit, its crap. Well I guess this ends my hopes for a trilogy of great bands. Just sounds like a cheap, badly produced, second hand Pumpkin/Alice in Chains number. The vocals are piss poor and the music is so dull it’s hard to believe the band could have any enthusiasm writing or playing something like this. Last but not least in the list of awful things about this song, the lyrics are terrible and the it’s four and a half minutes in length. Awful, Awful, Awful. Next song!. Nightangle is worse than the first one and the band seem to delve further into this Nirvana styled acoustic sound. Out of tune harmonies and a complete and total lack of musical ability or originality. Next fucking song, please because lads,’ I don’t feel like crying’ either.
Splinter Vision’s intro is a little livelier than the other two. The singers voice is so ripped off and weak there’s seems little point than going further in…but this is Tickets There and we always soldier on. The Chorus is another attempt at deep, meaningful waste of space nonsense that is the defining characteristic of any shit band like this. Lyrically, the song is impotent and it’s filled with pending applications to the international database of cliché’s (much like your reviews Tickets There – Ed). Finally it ends and we can proceed with this massacre of the senses.
Murder on the High Sea’s suggests that this next track will be a jolly old sea chantey. Instead, it’s yet another slow moving, boring as fuck acoustic number. The vocals are impossibly boring and the music is more depressing than Joy Division, with none of the talent. One credit I will give the band is this. If these guys can be a band who records material, there is hope for everyone out there. Want an extract? Burning Shades are the kind of band that make bad musicians feel better about themselves.
While they may not be the worst of the worst musically, their songs are so riddled with overly mediocre, beats, lifeless lyrics and guitars that have the character of a sock. I’m hoping next song, Anira Ramana is bringing things to an end so I can publish this piece of shit review. What can I say about this one eh? Surprise, surprise it’s awful? I think you might have seeing that coming. I am pretty much reserved to the fact that there won’t be any opinion changing tracks out of the seven they have. Once again I’m annoyed that the worst bands always seem to have an abundance of material while the really savage ones generally have fuck all. Skipping straight along to Sailors Map, Tickets There feels this has to be the end. I don’t care if there’s another song left, I cant hold out I’m afraid. Again it’s crap, review done.
Tickets There advices all readers (that means you, guy who reads these reviews) to have a listen and see what you think. Not sure if I made myself clear but the official TT opinion is this music isn’t fantastic….to say the motherfucking least but if you’re ever thinking of heading to Sligo, this music perfectly captures the ambience in that town.
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