Just My Type
label: Pinch Hit Records
our score: 2.0 out of 5.0
jolty pop rock with not a few recurring snatches of Texas (heavy
drinking, rednecks, dogs, and executions). Yet to their credit,
they don't fall in the rut of making half-assed country music.
Instead, Punchy seem intent on making your basic rock and roll
your basic alt-rock outings have the tendency to sound painfully
uncommitted. To this day, I confuse Sugar Ray and Smash Mouth.
I've just never needed to tell them apart. Punchy have a little
bit more integrity than that, but the overall effect is the same.
"Just My Type" actually stands out above the track pack,
for the most part, because it sounds like a snarly nod to Cheap
Trick. "Needle Exchange" also deserves props for its
gritty, stark portrait of methadone living. Many of the other
songs sound like wounded b-sides of other college rockers. "Standing
On Legs of Lead", though sort of interesting for it's story
of a disabled, jaded lover, plods along and sounds like Verve
Pipe with a shot of whiskey. "Only Words Are Left" reprises
their standard mid-tempo riffage and cemented my impression that,
despite the earnestness, Just My Type is doomed by imprecision
lucky to score some fairly lofty comparisons (The Replacements,
Elvis Costello, Wilco) I see no need for the hard-to-swallow reach.
For my drachma, they're a lot more like the Goo Goo Dolls or Soul
Asylum. It's just the kind of college town pub pop you'd expect
to stumble onto during a finals pint break. The only thing missing
is a song called "Tip Jar."
liked Just My Type...
Just My Type
3. Legs Kicked Out
4. On the Way to See You Tonight
5. Needle Exchange
6. By This Time Tomorrow
7. Standing On Legs of Lead
8. Tease Me Through the Bars
9. Only Words Are Left
10. Try Something New
11. Take What's Left of Your Pride