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The Midwestern
The Midwestern

Rorschach (2007) Scottie

The Midwestern – The Midwestern cover artwork
The Midwestern – The Midwestern — Rorschach, 2007

This is what happens when a band has yet to find its style. What we have here is some decent songwriting that comes off as underdeveloped. The track "Molsen Golden" starts as a respectable jam with enough intricacy and tempo changes to call back memories of The Cancer Conspiracy and the forefathers of the style, King Crimson. Halfway through the track, the song reverts to simple riffing, sounding more like an un-mastered demo waiting for the vocals to be added. This undecided style continues onto another track while the other two songs have sparse vocal parts. It almost seems that the band is trying to use the vocal melody as another instrument. If the disc contained more than four songs, we might have a clearer understanding of what the band's vision is, but based on this EP I'm thinking they may be asking the same question.

6.0 / 10Scottie • November 8, 2007

The Midwestern – The Midwestern cover artwork
The Midwestern – The Midwestern — Rorschach, 2007

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