Self-produced
2008
Imagine the scrawniest kid from your school days talking crap to the biggest kid. It may have been have amusing for a few seconds, but ultimately you would know that even though the scrawny kid was talking tough that they ultimately didn't have the muscle to back it up. When it's all said and done that's about how I feel about this album from Italy's Fever Jack. The title, the image and the spoken intro for the title track all have you thinking they are really going to bring something. However what they bring is a lot of hot air, luke warm riffs and sometimes flat and ineffective vocals. It's not exactly bad and in fact almost every single track starts with some promising licks. However any signs of promise fade fast as the guitars quickly dip down in repetitive mode and the bland vocals come on and amateur night begins. The influences I hear might be Pantera, Alice in Chains and maybe even Zodiac Mindward, but far less intersting. The beats and heaviness are not far from being something, but the songwriting is a long ways off. I gave it repeated plays hoping something might click, but I actually got more annoyed with each play. I like the guitar tone a little and the production was fine, but the vocals don't help and this band is in desperate need of finding some hooks and a real sense of direction.
http://www.myspace.com/feverjack
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