This record is awkward in more ways than one. For starters, while the production isn't AWFUL, it leaves much to be desired. There's almost a muted quality to everything; vocals are drowned out by instruments at places, while guitars are sometimes oddly panned and devoid of much force. rFor another, this project is too long. There's a lot of filler between various meandering interludes and a couple of lackluster tracks. The band could have shaved a good 20-25 minutes from the record and come out with a leaner, meaner album on the other side. Plus, the good stuff here still isn't the band's best. rThat said, taking into account the self-production and assuredly low budget, MRH's eponymous debut has some merit. There's a cool balance here between abject darkness ("Mommy"), earnest soul-searching ("Too Much Nothing"), and societal frustration ("Ego Tripp"; "2nd Thoughts").
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