Your Body Above Me

CD Cover Black Lab

Review by Michael O'Donahue

Phew! I can't believe I made it through this big block of stinky cheese in its entirety! Every single thing about this "album" is cringe-inducing, from the band's name to the album title; from the song titles ("Can't Keep the Rain," "Wash It Away," etc.) to the endless, dull, inept songs themselves; from the production (muddy, flat, bargain-bin modern) to the performances (bald-faced Edge rip-off guitar, shamelessy horrifically horrible, horrible over-singing); from the album cover to the band photos inside.

"Moody," "intense" and verrry, verrry borrrrrrring, not one single part of any one single song stands out -- much in the same way that no particular part of a dog turd stands out. Your Body Above Me is a bad joke, and it's not even worth a laugh -- well, maybe one or two, though prolonged exposure may result in abject despair over the state of Rock and Roll in the late 90's.

If swallowed, induce vomiting and call Dr. Frank.

First published in Drop-D Magazine on December 22, 1997

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