As the saying goes, honesty is the best policy. Honestly, if Big City Rock continues to produce albums like their self-titled debut, they better stick to their day jobs.
Lead vocalist Nate Bott must have been a Bon Jovi fan because he sounds like his reincarnate, adding a dramatic "uh" to the end of every line with a low, raspy voice that screams, "I'm full of myself." Sadly, Bott has nothing to be cocky about. The album bulges at the seams with sappy, mediocre love songs. The second track on the album, "All of the Above," highlights this. Bott uses the chorus to show his lyric-writing skills as he bellows, "All of the above, I'm falling in love." Good job, did you write that all by yourself? As for the band as a whole, think Eve 6, Stroke 9, or any of those bands that also loved Bon Jovi.
But wait, Big City Rock is not just like all of those other bands, they have a keyboardist (because that hasn't been overly done either). However, the keys are the only redeeming feature of the band's sound.
The songs are catchy, Big City Rock's got that going for them, but if you're anything like me, you won't be able to get passed Bott's voice. So, if you enjoy crappy rip-offs from already crappy bands, Big City Rock is the band for you.
