Endicott
Words in Ink Don’t Lie

Equal Vision Records
Release Date: August 10, 2004
The first thing you’ll notice if you buy Endicott’s latest release The Words in Ink Don’t Lie, is the cover art. With bondage-infused pictures, graffiti style paint splatters and writing, and the same black, silver and hot pink color scheme that is essential to any modern “punk” kid’s wardrobe, it’s hard to expect the album to be anything more than average. But once you get past the cover art, you’ll see that your presumptions were wrong. This album is by no means average. It’s much, much worse.
“Ransom Note” heads off the record and is an excellent indicator of what the rest of the songs are like. It’s unoriginal, extremely repetitive, and typical at best. From the first five seconds of the song it is obvious that vocalist Charles Cure is trying much too hard at a blatant imitation of Thursday’s Geoff Rickly. Despite the effort, he still fails miserably and in the process, a real talent that he may posses is buried. This is definitely not the right way to start an album.
The second song, “Perfect like Paper Knives,” is slightly better, in the sense that it is actually bearable. Yet again, nothing unique is brought to the table, but it is catchy in a terribly standard way.
By the time you get to the third song, you may be asking yourself something: “Is my
CD player stuck on repeat?” The answer to that question is “No.” You only think that because every song on the album sounds strangely similar. There were times while listening to it that I honestly thought they had put the same song on there twice. The first thirty seconds of “Black Anniversary” fill you with a sense of hope that change has finally arrived. It’s upbeat, catchy; it could even be a good song. But then it sinks back into the same old sub-par scremo knock-off that the rest of the album has so perfectly displayed.
The only bright spot on the record is “Waiting to Exhale.” Though it fails to stray from the status quo, it is much better than the rest of the album. For the first time it doesn’t sound like they are trying to be something that they aren’t. Perhaps this is a glimpse of what future albums will sound like if they come closer to discovering their own musical identity.
Overall, this album is like a combination of every other trendy emo-scremo band, except 12 times worse. While the boys of Endicott don’t completely lack talent, they need to find their own sound and stop mimicking others. If you like bands such as Thursday, the Bled, or Boys Night Out, then save yourself the disappointment and money and buy the real deal instead of this pathetic knock-off.
XROXX Album Rating: X-/ (1.5 X’s out of a possible 5 X’s)
Kath Kenny
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