Review Summary: Too much of a good thing.
Whilst strolling nonchalantly through a teemingly overcrowded public mall - something you do on the frequent; squandering your nickels and dimes on overpriced paraphernalia and materialistic miscellanea - something extraordinary catches your eye: looming behind an ostentatious glass wall is a designer dress shirt; pale pink in color and glittering with scintillating rhinestones. You immediately began to imagine yourself in said shirt; picturing how svelte your flourishing torso would look in pink, how ravishing your beguiling forearms would appear and how every time you turn your chiseled body, the reflection of your sparkling rhinestones would reflect beautifully in the eyes of passing young women, forever endearing them to your boyish charms and infectious personality. Obviously, you're in love with the shirt (obviously, you're a bit of a nutcase). You don't make the purchase that day and instead go home to tell everybody
about the shirt you have fallen so dearly in love with. Soon comes Christmas morning and with it comes eggnog, mistletoe and of course, Christmas gifts. What did you get? Predictably, your friends and family all
bought you the pink dress shirt. Awesome, right? No. Now every morning you wake, no matter what your mood, you open a closet to find the same freaking shirt on every single hanger. You have a closet full of glittery pink shirts. You moron.
The Weepie's sophomore release 'Say I Am You' is a closet full of glittery pink shirts. While the shirts are indubitably - in your superior opinion - really quite stunning, it's common sense that you surely don't need a closet
full of them. Similarly, 'Say I Am You' is akin to listening to one incredibly
catchy folk-pop song on repeat for forty minutes; an album full of delightful and benign indie songs and nothing more.
The Weepies are compromised solely of husband and wife duo Deb Talan and Steve Tannen, who essentially create perfect folk-pop music in it's purest form. Talan's voice is possibly one of the smoothest and sweetest voices I have ever heard, melding deliciously with her husband's Andrew Smith-esque tone throughout the record, weaving out of fluid and comfortable harmonies repeatedly through ridiculously catchy songs like 'Take It From Me' and 'Painting by Chagall'. Instrumentally, 'Say I Am You' is full of folk-rock staples: acoustic guitar, piano, church-drumming and the works provide the ample backdrop to the couple's melodies and it works just fine. The problem with 'Say I Am You' lies within - as previously mentioned - in the fact that while every song on the record is great, every song on the record is basically the same. There's only so many times you can hear the same chord progression and catchy melody line over and over again before you get ridiculously bored. By the third song 'World Spins Madly On', their niche is already growing tired and the listener is already getting distracted by petty things in their surroundings (television, kittens, carpet fibers). Wearing the same awesome shirt for your entire life gets boring quickly, as sitting through forty minutes of cutesy pop-folk gets tiring when there's no variation at all. 'Say I Am You' is more suited to be six-song EP as a precursor to bigger, better things but instead acts as a drawn-out overexposure of cuteness.
For those satisfied with a bowl of stale oatmeal every morning, or for those excited by the prospect of wearing the same outfit every day like so many of children's cartoon characters do, you won't be bothered by the inane amount of repetition on 'Say I Am You', but if you find yourself wanting more than repetition, this is not the place to look.