Psychic Ills

Although some would argue the entire concept behind the Psychic Ills’ genre is to be a hypnotherapist of sorts, easing into a trance of repetitiveness and depth. The execution of the band’s performance on One Track Mind is so basic and tiring its yawning qualities are neither too easing to relax to, nor too interesting to pay attention to.

New York-y, psychedelic, and bland, with a name like Psychic Ills, it would seem reasonable to assume this band would be more fitting of a Slipknot-like heavy nu metal sound. Alas, this collective’s music instead turns out to be a simplistic run-of-the-mill psych-experiment.

“FBI,” a song that mentions “working for the CIA” and “working for the FBI,” should make for an interesting composition. In spite of that, it is a dull and lazy song that consists of a drums 101 4/4 beat, two different guitar licks, and the two aforementioned phrases as lyrics, together in what the so-called art-rock veterans called a song.

One Track Mind, as its name implies, attempts to make multiple songs from one track. Nonetheless, the concept fails, because Psychic Ills only comes off as lethargic and unoriginal. “I Get By” and “FBI” sound similar, but in such a cheesy and uninspired manner, that respect is lost as each song continues.

Psychic Ills is a band to pass on. Its lazy, rudimentary music is a poor excuse for the experimental rock genre and One Track Mind makes for a waste of time.