Review: SR-71

(RCA Records)

Over-produced, unnecessarily-popular and thoroughly lacking in originality, SR-71’s second effort, “Tomorrow”, is even worse than their first one, “Now You See Inside”.  As if we aren’t subject to enough radio-friendly “rock” music from the likes of Everclear, Eve 6, etc., the eleven tracks on “Tomorrow” offer not one inkling of promise or surprise.  Borrowing from the cheesy-punk of Good Charlotte with a little smattering of the electronic flavor found in Linkin Park, SR-71 muddle their way through the album without putting any intro- in their -spective or any emo- in their -tion.

What you are left with are pieces of other peoples’ music that really wasn’t that good to begin with, so how can you win there?  Lyrically, SR-71 has about as much to offer as Hellen Keller (who I found out from this great book “Lies My Teacher Told Me” became a super-radical socialist later in her life) at Karaoke Night.  The title track, “Tomorrow”, is a study in paint-by-the-numbers angst that was undoubtedly supposed to arouse some sort of universal feeling of abandonment but instead reads like a Dr. Seuss book.  “Feeling like the walls are growing stronger / I don’t know if this cage can hold me much longer / You never dreamed you’d have to live your life so guarded / ‘Cause they’ll find a way to make you feel discarded.”, sings Mitch Allan.  Great.