Drawing on the musical influences of Blink 182, Strung Out and Pennywise, this trio of Southern Cal guys throw in some lyrics about God, that horrible show based on a zip code, and some stories of the difficulties of living in this society to come up with a sound that is flavorful, fast, fun and furious. These silly fellows must have a lot of fun in rehearsals and shows. Some extra attention could be paid to the vocals, however.
I quote: "Although the group considers itself a Christian band, not all of the songs pertain to religion." So, if you want that, here it is. I ain't wastin' ink. It's expensive. But I will say this: Religion is just the very best way of not questioning authority not thinking. Good luck to yez, you're gonna need it since you don't do either of the two (very important) things. Oh I forgot, you don't need luck since you have GOD. Or Buddha. Or whatever it is. Again, good luck. (Damn, that's a lot of ink wasted. Oh well.) The last track is about, apparently, sex, which is another area where not making Q's and not thinking are de rigueur.
Should be the soundtrack to the Kenneth Copeland Hour. Even though it is Bible thumper music it is good. This band is a lot better than Cripple Kid.
Track 6 "Bumble Bug"
Sounds like something my therapist told me once when I got mad at my parents.
Track 9 "Angel's Wings"
Very Bible Thumper.
Track 11 "Rising Sin"
Why do all these songs sound the same?
Track 15 "Twinkle Fingermuffin"
The most f*cked up thing I've ever heard.
These guys are high school Christian punks. Christian punk is like straight edge taken to the extreme, right? I wonder what Osama Bin Laden would think of these guys? Would he think this is better, worse or the same as satanic heavy metal?
One problem with most Christian rock IMHO is there's no anger. These guys seem too satisfied with themselves. Like they have the answer to everyone else's problems. They never question authority. The lyrics are as boring and pointless as too much - well... as too much stuff that passes for punk nowadays. But there's a smugness about them. They're looking down on us from above. This sure isn't punk rock to me.
I have nothing against the Christian philosophy/religion - well, actually I do. In the current political climate I am burned out with religious fanatics of all types. But this record would suck whether it was by Christian punk or Satanic metalheads. The song lyrics are God-awful. They remind me of Joni Mitchell or CSN&Y. This is not punk rock. It's a travesty, and imitation, or a satire of punk. These guys wouldn't know punk if it kicked them in the ass. Their last song, "Twinkle Fingermuffins," is a disco song. And it's a good one! So do us all a favor, Makeshift 3, drop the punk rock pose and switch to disco. It's what you're best at. (Not that there's anything wrong with that!)
I knew it would eventually happen. I grab just about anything to review, but dammit, I got a Christian punk CD! I pop the thing in and think these guys sound like Avenged Sevenfold. Not half bad. Then I start looking at the credits and I see "Special Thanks: Lord & Savior Jesus Christ." I pulled that f*cker right out of the player and I am done.
I probably never would have heard of Makeshift3 if I'd never taken a chance on a random cassette I spotted on eBay so many years ago (seriously, it was the last cassette I ever bought!), and I've felt as if I've been tagging along for the ride with them ever since! I luv'd their light-hearted punk sound back then, but man, Man, MAN; Makeshift just completely blew me away with Fluorescent Black! Being a major hardcore fan I luv'd hearing the screams and breakdowns incorporated to what has now become an all-out Power-Punk/Screamo feel similar to bands like Comeback Kid and Inked In Blood. It was a HUGE pleasure to see an album bridge the gap between the 2 genres. I can't express how happy I am with it!
Makeshift3 is a pop/ punk group of 3, which began way back in 1995 in San Diego County. They state influences from Blink 182 to Pantera to the Foo Fighters and MxPx. And have played with groups like Slick Shoes, Dogwood, Project 86, PAX217, Hangnail, Noise Ratchet, and many more with articles in HM and CCM Magazines and some airplay on ESPN. Game Day is their nationally distributed 3rd release on Micah Records.
Makeshift3 definitely doesn't do anything to throw more dirt on punk's inevitable grave but also doesn't seem to help dig them out either. This is decent, well-produced music but nothing that we haven't already heard from MxPx and many more alike. For the avid punk fan, I would suggest picking this up this 15-track 47-minute deal but for someone looking for something fresh, look further. One note, though, is track 15, "Twinkie Fingermuffins," which is pure genius showing that Makeshift3 definitely has a lot more to offer; just not right now.
Don't feel bad if you've never heard of a punk band called Makeshift 3. Game Day is only their second album and is found more often than not within the strict confines of Christian music stores, a place even devout Christians visit infrequently. Contrary to what you might be thinking, the trio doesn't use this album as an opportunity to preach Jesus into your life under the guise of pop punk. Rather, Christianity is what they're about and they're not afraid to show it. The lyrics are thoughtful and the songs catchy. Listen to "Circus," where their fast pace signature is offset by restrained vocals. Unfortunately, I don't think Game Day will reach the large audience that it deserves because religion is such touchy subject matter.
I guess looks aren't everything.
From the look of the album -- the bright pink color scheme and happy and goofy (and short hair-styled) band picture on the back -- I was expecting some pleasant pop-punk. I could go for a happy, positive band after all the tough guy posturing and gloomy long-haired emo I come across these days. I could go for double-time beats, major keys, and I could do without the screaming and silly paint-by-numbers breakdowns.
Makeshift3 immediately prove that looks aren't everything, and after a pleasing double-time intro with a dark Strung Out feel, they succumb to the pressure of screaming and breakdowns in the first full track "The Darkest Night of the Soul."
This is their fourth album since their inception in 1995 but it's the first I've heard, so I can't compare with their past material. But here on Fluorescent Black, half the time they sound like Blink as on the poppy "Nine Year Love Story," and I am down with that until the unnecessary screaming at the end ("I wanna be right by your siiiiiide!") and a guitar solo that tries to be showy but never seems to land on the right note. Then all of a sudden they sound like a different band, continuing onto the next track, "Cut, Poison, Burn" with its chugging palm-muted rhythms, guitar harmonics, and hideous screams. It's obvious these guys wear their influences on their sleeve, and as I check out their bio I find Blink-182, of course, as well as New Found Glory, along with harsher bands like Pantera and Thrice. "Six Hours to Phoenix" has a bunch of elements that remind me of "First Date" or some other Blink song, but then they have to throw some screaming in there too.
Evidently these guys are a Christian band too, but I wouldn't hold them against them. They seem like good fellas and they don't beat you over the head with it, in fact, I didn't realize this was their thing until I read an article included with their press materials. Not until closer "Hiyayda Martian 3.0 Gold" (whatever that means) did I hear a more obvious reference -- "Because if you're here with me / God's here with us / That's all that counts." Not a big deal, for me at least.
They make a decent attempt at mixing their favorite genres, but sometimes it's a shock. Some of the breakdowns and metal guitar stylings are pretty decent and they almost had me convinced that that is what they do best. But for the most part, I think they should focus on the punk side, because screaming is way too trendy. Fluorescent Black is definitely a strong showing of polished punk rock, the product of high school friends who have honed their skills over time to become a tight unit.
Makeshift3, a trio from the San Diego area, brags of influences that range from Pantera to Blink 182. And after listening to the new Fluorescent Black CD, one finds this personal assessment to be extremely accurate. In fact, the group often sounds a little schizophrenic at times from track to track. Although its sound is an ever-changing mishmash of styles, Makeshift3's lyrical focus is nevertheless staunchly spiritual. For instance, during the track "The Darkest Night of the Soul" it sings, "The nails in your hands and the hammer in mine." Many of the lyrics on this CD are also equally straightforward, even though titles like "Hiyayda Martian 3.0 Gold" and "Et Tu Agnaetus Copinious" are more than just a little odd. Lead vocals range from metallic screaming to punkishly snotty singing. Nevertheless, the three nice looking gentlemen pictured on the disc's artwork look more like IT geeks at the office, rather than Warped Tour warriors. In today's ever-hyphenating music scene, it's not uncommon to see bands (such as this one) that draw from relatively diverse music inspirations. But Makeshift3 never fails to make all of its various influences play together well here.