The Sexy Accident- Mantolooking

The Sexy Accident- Mantoloking

The Sexy Accident- Mantoloking

I just want to get it out there that “I’m Just Trying to Help (Me Like You)” is one of the worst songs I’ve ever heard. You could put that song on Kid A and suddenly it would become a bargain bin nobody. The song, to put it simply, is unbearably bad. It’s an annoying rhythm with a hitch in it, and ridiculous, overt lyrics about a girl who needs to slim down and get a tan to be loved. At one point, the lyrics “Maybe you’d look a little less like you’re mom” are actually sung. And what’s strange, most of the album is fairly straight-laced, with a couple of ballads and some reflective lyrics. How could such a stupid song get placed among serious content, some seemingly about divorce? It’s no matter, most of Mantoloking is forgettable anyway, and the inclusion of “I’m Just Trying to Help” just murders all the redeeming qualities this album may have had.

Insert standard guitar pop, with rhythmic riffs and simple arrangements. Insert straightforward melodies, lacking much in the way of imagination. What comes out is a pretty formulaic pop record with “real” lyrics. “Failing to Play Nice” is a pretty decent slow-jam sprawling nearly seven minutes, and “You’re Out of Luck” mixes up its guitar interplay and establishes a fair character for the music, but the melody in the chorus is repulsive, blowing away its minor momentum. When the melodies don’t take ugly turns, the all sound quite similar, save for a few songs. What the Sexy Accident fail to do is offer anything catchy or a sweet hook to lure in ears; instead these songs splat against the wall and slide down without much of a fight. By the end of Mantoloking, you’re pissed off that you had to hear “I’m Just Trying to Help” and you just shrug at everything else.