Primary singer Patrick Fleming's got one of those classic indie dude voices, insistent and a little pinched, and the other guys fall in nicely. Their rangy, restless guitar tangles harken back to the brainy, punchy work of the Chunk, Archers of Loaf, Pavement and the like. Something about Sad Sour Future, their slack-but-sturdy double LP, is bound to set off a lightbulb or two in the head of anybody who's ever made it through a few Superchunk records. Familiarity can be a crutch, or a comfort in the case of Ames, Iowa's Poison Control Center, it's very much the latter. But thankfully, that doesn't happen very often on Open Up and Say.Ahh, which solidified the group's status as hair metal's top. Poison 's best album still has a bit of filler that fails to deliver the big hooks and catchy riffs of their best material when that happens, Bret Michaels ' affected 'rawk & rowl' singing accent begins to grate.
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The hour-and-change runtime means nobody's checking their watch, and these songs feel wonderfully unhurried- guitar solos seem to bleed out of the tracks, horns tumble into the frame, tempos stroll, and Fleming occasionally lets his singing fall just behind the beat, all to fine effect. Songs circle back on themselves, winding melodies into countermelodies into even more melodies what seems at first limber and casual reveals itself as carefully considered and pretty crafty, with hooks duking it out among the myriad guitar interjections. Our algorythm analyzed all bands in our database and below you find the top results.PCC are dabblers their past work ran a weirdly effective gamut from Les Savy spaz to the more ornate Elephant 6 stuff, and while they're certainly pounding the Pavement a lot harder on Sad Sour Future, touches of Beulah-style horn flare ups and Tullycraft twee run ideal interference on all the goldbricking. Generally, music journalists would define Poison’s style within the genre/s of glam metal, and other rock music. Before coming to fame, the band got it’s start in Mechanicsburg.
But if a not-unhealthy respect for its elders and maybe one too many catchy numbers all in a row are the worst things one can level at Poison Control Center, clearly this is a band worth getting familiar with. You might say that's overgenerous you could say the same about Sad Sour Future as a whole. I wouldn't consider Poison Control Center a to-the-point kind of band- at 71 minutes, Sad Sour Future certainly wanders- but these tunes know precisely when to throw a hook in your path you could, for example, slice "Calling Card" into maybe three parts and have three perfectly good choruses to build a tune around. Their verses saunter, but their choruses soar, and you don't walk away from these tunes wondering what's meant by them.
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