I’ll tell you what Hell is, listening to this tosh for 40 minutes. Thirteen tracks of pure, unadulterated shit. Watching paint dry would be more interesting than listening to this – it’s namby-pamby, mid-paced cack. I don’t think I’ve ever been quite so bored in my life. Sometimes bands are just so bad you have to switch off, but these guys almost sent me to sleep. Every song follows the same dull pattern, with the same dull vocal style and the same dull guitar tone. Rubbish!
www.myspace.com/fairmont
Renfield Records
Paul