Review Summary: I'd actually rather drown
Drip Or Drown 2 is the sound of a heart monitor flatlining. It sounds like the static you get when you can’t find a signal on the radio. It’s like thinking you’re watching paint dry only to discover the paint was already dry so you’ve just been staring at a wall. It’s like being stuck in traffic for hours on a grey rainy day and you’re only going to the post office. It’s the sound of your football team being 5-0 down and there’s still 40 mins left in the game. Like going to a local show and all the support acts sound like Miles Kane. It’s like that guy who listens to David Guetta really loud when you’re in the quiet zone on the train. It’s like an old out of touch lady on This Morning who thinks they’re ‘telling it like it is’ but in reality she’s just there to fill a slow news day. It’s like going to a club in Coventry. It’s like that time KFC ran out of chicken. Hell isn’t fire and brimstone, it’s a room with a beige interior where this album plays on a loop at high volume for all eternity.
