So...this one
wasn't exactly a magnum opus. Another of my "bought it for the cover" endeavors, and the skate punk I was
sure was awaiting me turned out to be relatively nondescript rock with a mildly loungy undercurrent. Definitely
not antiseptic radio pap mind you, but 'frisco's
Model Americans don't take us very far. The quintet's finest attribute by a long-shot is frontman
John Lee's chiming guitar tone, which borders on jangly at moments. An array of pedestrian saxophone outbursts crop up frequently, and oddly enough don't sound terribly misplaced. The money shot here is clearly "Radioland," a song that should have led the album off, but was instead shoved to the back end. Kind of a mellower Tommy Tutone thing happening there. I suppose a distant second would be the synthy "Life Indoors" which warns the listener about the hazards of inanimate objects.
01. Changing My Mind
02. Lake of Fire
03. Public Gardens
04. Diesel Train
05. Life Indoors
06. Get Straight
07. Billy
08. Radioland
09. untitled
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