The Problem – The Problem

The Problem
The Problem

The Problem sure is a band, and they sure did record some songs.

Don’t you hate it when a group leaves you so spiritless and with such a lack for enthusiasm that simply acknowledging their existence feels like adequate accolade? The Problem and their self-proclaimed “disco fuzz” isn’t bad, so to say, but rather exhibits no truly defining qualities, no aspiration, and no desire to be viewed in a larger context of any kind. They’re an ambiguous, amorphous puzzle piece capable of fitting in many puzzles without genuinely being needed in any.

This criticism may seem harsh; it’s more a reaction to the apathy which The Problem assembled in me than their music itself as the music doesn’t offer much on which to speak. There are fantastic riffs to be found all over its duration, and every once in a while a moment protrudes from the otherwise inconsequential album that’s capable of turning heads (vocals blur and hang over wondrously fuzzed-out guitars in opener “No Exit”), but the riffs exist in a space too small for their own development (the majority of songs end under three minutes) and the realization soon sets in that the reason “No Exit” works so well is because the weight of the guitars manages to mask the banalities of The Problem‘s lyrical content. An ill-advised cover of “52 Girls” by The B-52’s continues the notion that the fun to be had on this disc is far too artificial.

It might be a bit of a cop-out to say that The Problem have the capability to create something more affecting and engrossing, but the positives on their self-titled release really do convey some potential. Potential, however, does not make for a strong record.