The Beat Surrender

The Laguna Meth story of one mans battle to overcome many music industry obstacles to get his debut album out nearly a decade later is a good story, but also a well told one, so lets not dwell on it, it’s hear, but is it any good and does it show ten years of blood sweat and tears in the music.

The answer to the last question is easy, no it doesn’t show the toil that has gone into it, that isn’t strictly neccessary of course, in fact not having the album sounding liking a musical monkey on an artists back is no bad thing at all, is it any good is a harder question to answer.

Part of the reason for it being so hard to decide on is that for every really great track like Sugar Shack, Crazy Like The Werewolf, Everybody Loves Acid On A Sunday Morning and Trippin’, it gets let down by something woewful like Stud Boy, Mickey Maus, or Dead Dude From Deaf Leopard, where it loses it’s pyschedleic edge and instead descends into plays on words, comedy and pointlessness.

If he can distill the beautiful moments and produce a pure album of those tracks he might be on to a winner, lets just jope it isn’t ten years until we find out either way.