This week brings us the wonderful world of the Rainbow Butt Monkeys. For those of you that are unfamiliar with this band they are what Finger Eleven used to be called before they changed their name to Finger Eleven. The band formed in highschool and I am confident in saying that a bunch of highschool kids thought the name was hilarious. However, after quickly realizing that they could actually make a go of it in the music industry, they also realized that Rainbow Butt Monkeys might not be a name taken seriously. Hence Finger Eleven was born.
On a seperate note. I love the name of the album. Something about "Letters from Chutney" is really appealing to me. If I was buying an album based on the name alone, I would probably by this one.
Okay, onto the music. If you like 90's grunge, rock, or alternative, I think you would like this album. Going into the album I knew this band was Finger Eleven, and you can certainly hear undertones of Finger Eleven in this album. I'm not saying if you like Finger Eleven you would like this album, I'm just saying you can hear elements of Finger Eleven in this album.
I listened to this album probably 4 or 5 times. From a music perspective I just feel like this album sounds like a highschool band finding their footing in the music industry. There is obviously talent that comes through in the music, but this is no Frogstomp (Silverchair debut album when they were kids). I grew up listening to this genre of music and I just feel like you can hear the potential, but nothing on the album really pops out as great. I never felt like I had to turn it off, but I did feel like I was going through the motions just to listen to it. If I wanted to listen to Finger Eleven, I would just turn on one of the other vastly superior albums they made. If I wanted to listen to some grudge or 90's alternative, there are many other albums they offer something more.
Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
Next week: William Shatner