THE UNIT BREED – Always Distance the Lonely
Portland-based trio The Unit Breed do the impossible: they blend the sounds of a tone-deaf Johnny Cash remarkably well with a nasally Weird Al style of vocals that make the listener want to rip the CD out of the player with violent force. Nothing makes sense here. There is no comparison that can possibly make this wretched pile of noise have any sort of redeeming value. It’s as if Pink Floyd at their most strung-out decided to switch instruments. This album is dissonant at best, tone-deaf at worst, nonsensical at the most likely, and simply awful in the plainest sense. The music comes off as a pile of pretentious wrapping paper covering the same rock Charlie Brown got for Halloween. This is simply an awful record.
(The Unit Breed, 2916 NE Going St., Portland, OR 97211)