A horrible hack

Alison Ranger

Formula Imperative

Year Released: 2004
Format: CD
Label: Creep
Reviewed by Alex Deller on Jun 13, 2007
Herein you may witness docile, overchewed pap mince its way through keyboard-heavy songs full of drippy crooning and “intense” screams, documenting a series of boring romances that could’ve been lifted wholesale from the pages of some dippy teen magazine. Listen carefully and you’ll hear distant echoes of bands like Refused and the Blood Brothers being brutally neutered, but you know that in their mean little hearts Alison Ranger don’t give a hoot for hardcore and just want to cater to Incubus fans who’ve grown up a little. It’s such a revolting plea for a crack at the MTV2 limelight that I’m genuinely ashamed for anyone related to Alison Ranger who might witness their boys debase themselves in such a cheap and vulgar way. Everything you’ve ever hated about all the worthless post-ATDI nu-metal-in-emo-clothing crap comes home to roost in bands like this, and the very fact they’ve called their album “Formula Imperative” just about sums up what a trite, empty, washed-out experience this affair truly is.

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