Review: The Aggrolites

Aggro, meaning aggressive, meaning aggravation - possibly even a loose derivative of angst, right? Wrong.

The Aggrolites' eponymous Hellcat release, far more "lite" than "aggro" follows on the heels of 2004's Dirty Reggae debut and pretty much dispenses with any pretense either to musical progression or musical aggression. Three tracks in, and I've already heard more daffodil than a casual stroll through the fields.

Don't hear me wrong; there's nothing technically bad with the product here - but product is exactly what you get. The Aggrolites suffer horribly from that age-old crippler of talent: The REO Speedwagon syndrome. Every single song, every note, sounds like the same Xerox photocopy, producer-driven, genre-obeying, let's-forget-about-originality-and-crank-out-the-standards muck.

If you like core, progressive reggae, try King Tubby or maybe some Alpha Blondy. If you like suburban white boys who sound like every other lame skate band ever over produced...

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