United Nations – United Nations

Source: Highbeamreview.com

unMaybe the shape of punk never came. In a time when we’re all in debt, being put out on the street and when the “dollar menu” seems like a luxury, a soundtrack to all of this doesn’t seem to exist.

The United State’s social welfare is spiraling out of control, and there is nothing on the Top 40 that expresses that.

Spiraling along with it is the opening track off United Nations’ self-titled debut. Made up of Thursday frontman Geoff Rickly, Glassjaw/Head Automatica frontman Daryl Palumbo, and a few supposed members due to litigation, this flavor of the week supergroup blast out 40 minutes worth of urgency and despair.

“The Spinning Hear of the Yo-Yo Lobby” counts off “1, 2, 3, 4” like a march into spinning guitars and city tear-down vocals. “Resoluntion #9” keeps up the march, Rickly keeping the beat vocally referencing The Beatles. When the guitar and vocals ascend together in unison, it’s a capture upon the ears.

“The Shape of Punk That Never Came” is a change of pace, steadily heavy, ending in the melodic tone of Rickly’s main project. “Model UN” sounds like a brutal stabbing. “Filmed in Front of A Live Studio Audience” makes use of news samples and acoustic guitars, and a definite mid-album break, but shortly speeds up to fall off acoustically again.

“Keep Living the Same Day” sounds like an Aphex Twin b-side while “Say Goodbye to General Figment of the USS Imagination” is wonderfully constructed, and the horn overtones that fill our the rest of the song is like a bonus for making it to the end of the album.

Lyrically is where United Nations seem to make their stand though. The music is only the bullhorn for lines like “I took the money twice with no regret, but you should think twice before you sign.” and “If all the classics go out of fashion, what will we do with all of the passion?”

It helps that a lot of talented people were part of this project, but with its deathly sound, and at times, run-together songs, it will fall short of the message for many. When the bank calls and tells you that you only have $15 left in the account, better buy the soundtrack to that horrid day with what the market gave you.

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