Senryu, Senryu (demo)
Aaargh! Knoxville's Senryu write catchy, intermittently ear-pleasing tunes in the retro ’80s mode—all airy production, minimalist synth-sounds and ringing, effects-laden guitars. But the songs are so marred by the singer's effete, cloying vocals as to render all of them virtually unlistenable.
Deft, well-arranged guitar atmospherics, in the manner of the Cure's Robert Smith and Porl Thompson, exert an inexorably mystical pull at the beginning of tunes such as "If This Is Wrong" and "Clear." Then the offending vocal bleeds into the track, a dollop of vinegar sloshed into a snifter of good Brandy, and thoroughly sours the pleasing post-punk vibe.
"I guess there's no one left to bla-ame," the guilty crooner wails on track two, "Kitty," voice wavering between piteous and insufferable.
I'd have to agree.