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Civilized Animals - Civilized Animals Album Review

Posted: 18th March 2010
Review Info
Rating:
3 out of 5
Release Date:
19th Apr 2024
Label:
M80 Records
Reviewer:
Elly Roberts

Album Review

Seattle rockers Brock Boehm (vox / drums) Jason Casatelli (vox / guitar, bass) and Michael Romagnino (vox / guitar) collectively known as Civilized Animals are indirectly hanging onto the grungy aesthetic formed in the city in the early 1990s by bands like Nirvana, Pearl Jam et al.

Nowadays, much of the music, particularly on LA radio stations, has gravitated towards a more classic rock anthemic ethos.

In truth, the grunge genre is well and truly dead since post-grunge emerged by the likes of Candle Box and Bush, pushed by more commercial leanings. To their credit, CA, do have a shot at the more accessible format, but still trying to hold onto grunges sensibilities.

However, in terms of the UK music scene, fans here will find this hard to swallow, so cross-Pond potential is limited. Its the specialist programmes that are likely to pick up on this, rather than mainstream radio.

Their songwriting skills are inconsistent, ranging from the memorable to the totally forgettable. The former includes punchy pop rocker Taken with power-riffs aplenty with a catchy chorus as the main hook, but with a heavy groove, reminiscent (in places) of 1980s The Police with dazzling solos keeping firmly rooted in Seattles heritage.

The stab start on Informer instantly grabs you and the groove is steady and infectious, arguably their best moment here. Drumming by Boehm is both disciplined and stylish allowing the rhythm to maintain a steady bed for the vocals to ride a la Red Hot Chili Peppers.

All I Be is the first indicator of their more subtle approach, a rambling ballad that weaves and twists with some hot solos by guitarist by either Casatelli or Romagnino

Earlier on, Mirrors is far too congested and over-cooked, though it has some interesting dynamics away from the din. Follower Dont Follow has shades of Black Sabbath, considered the per-cursors of grunge.

Their low points are the languid King Feather and shapeless Firing Rose.

Closer, End, is split into two parts, starting of on a mellow footing which explodes in a cacophonous sequence, disappears after 1 minute 50 seconds, re-emerging nearly a minute latter as a totally different song, much rockier. Pointless, in my opinion.

The verdict More refinement needed.

Elly Roberts