I'm not angry... I'm just disappointed
Goodness me, where to start? Something could be said along the lines of "sounds like a wounded vocalist" or "this has literally wounded my ears", but that's not my breed of music reviewing, so I'm going to stick with frustratingly bad.
Remove the vocals, and the music has potential. There's a classic feel to it, like it might be played at the Back To The Future school dance - it's been done before but it's upbeat and inoffensive, so well done musicians. Sadly, the vocals have done the equivalent of a dog dragging it's bum across the new cream carpet. This guy has listened to too much Morrissey (oooh woe is me, I must sound dark and mysterious) and too many bands from Manchester (whinge whine whine - looking at you Oasis). There's an amount of flip flopping between these two styles and the result is an inability to understand what on Earth is being sung about. The worst thing of all: he sounds like he can probably sing when he's not putting on this ridiculous show. And that is what led me to frustratingly bad.
But regardless, have a listen below and make up your own mind. Apparently Brian Wilson and Debbie Harry like them so what do I know anyway? Credit where credits due - there is a little bit of this that won't leave my head. Their Facebook page says the "band is bound to be written off by progressive tyres, excitement chasers and those who don't appreciate the art and craft of the popular song" but it also describes Johnny Danger's vocal tone as velvety. Yes, that's right... Johnny Danger.
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