reviews

Brad's one man band is less of a band and more of an acoustic solo project. Not un-Dashboard Confessional like, but not a direct rip-off either, the music gives a person alot of reasons to remember high school and girls and feeling lonely.

The first thing I thought when I put the album in my CD player at work is that this guy has got to be kidding. I couldn't get over that small little wall of similarity between this and a million other Chris Carabba rip-offs, but I had just started the music, and I had patience that I would have my opinion soon. Then came the suprise.

Now I know that the music isn't great, and Brads voice is lacking in many ways, but it was hard not to listen and I found myself enjoying it more and more as the music continued. I quickly remembered being younger and getting feelings about love and girls that I had never had, and the next thing I knew I was a few songs into the album that I just 15 minutes before then I was so certain I would hate. Songs 5 and 7 clearly have the most catchy of the album I would say, and song 9 puts a strange grin on my face, but I can't explain why, so I guess you just have to hear it and see for yourself.

The album didn't come with names of the songs, or a fancy booklet, or a glossy and printed disc. It was just music transfered into 1's and 0's in compact disc form, and then made analog again by the speakers in my cubicle.

The music isn't very original. The message is about girls and love, and is some what generic. The talent is around a 5 or 6 at best, but I find it hard not to enjoy this music and Brad himself, and I know that enough of you will feel the same way I do. Just don't go looking for the newest and best thing to hit the shelfs and you will be pleasantly suprised...