Aarni – Bathos
People can’t stop trying to be clever in lieu of having actual content.
I can’t repeat that enough, but it’s the pattern for everything gone wrong in this world. If you have nothing actual to state, other than that you want to use your music to get ahead, dick around with the aesthetics until you can trick out the same drivel and claim it’s unique.
Aarni tries to do a minimalist-progressive implementation of the kind of music somewhere between Dweezil Zappa and Supuration: prog-ish, rock-ish, but contemplative music. Only Aarni doesn’t have anything to complement but its own fist-gripped penis. So we can get wank. Pretentious wank. Lots of demi-acoustic interludes sliding into bad jazz-influenced rhythm riffing, like Meshuggah meets Barry Manilow at a Spirogyra concert.
I have a new suggestion for all these people who live contentless lives: silence. Go to your job at a bank. Life is better that way for all of us.