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I mean, if you’re walking into Dartland, the debut LP from Worst Party Ever, expecting head bangers with huge sing-along choruses, bombastic enthusiasm, and fully fleshed out song forms, then I don’t think you know how albums with houses on the cover work.
This is an album that fixates on the depressingly mundane, longs for anything new or exciting to break up the monotany of meaningless suburban isolationism, and perhaps most important, gets us nowhere. No arc, no climax, no anger, no answers, just a frozen moment in time that wishes everything was different, but shrugs and accepts it never will be.
Maybe you’ll love it, maybe you’ll want to slap them all in the face and say stop being such whiny-pusses, maybe even that isn’t really important either. Maybe just hearing someone else ramble their half-explored existential ennui is enough to get you going.
It’s good though. I don’t rank or grade albums on anything other than pass/fail, and I got no argue with Dartland. Sometimes it does just feel that way, and there’s nothing you can actually do about it.
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