Review Summary: That awkward moment when your self deprecating album titles are actually true.
"Will I make it through you?" The opening line to Dowsing's second full length album I Don't Even Care Anymore
is a question I ask myself every time I put on one of their records. Even though none of their albums cross the half hour mark, they're still more of a chore to get through than mowing the lawn on a 10,000 square foot property, and I'm talking old fashion mowing - none of that John Deer riding mower nonsense. Dowsing make music that's sad lyrically, but not too sad, and music that's upbeat, but not too upbeat. They're caught in the middle of the emo spectrum; afraid to do anything new or interesting or even take a stand artistically. Every Dowsing song is the same song, they all have the same bland guitar chords, the same ironically emotionless vocal delivery, the same regret soaked, self deprecating lyrics, and it's all so one note. This is the part of the review where I would usually mention some stand out tracks, but honestly I can't tell the difference between any of them. Either my short term and long term memory are malfunctioning or Dowsing aren't very memorable, because without fail, five minutes after listening to this album I've have completely forgotten what it sounds like.