A quick look at the Wikipedia listing for Superjimenez reveals a criminal case of web deceit, with the words unique and energetic being levelled at the Dublin based foursome. Not to rain on anyone’s parade but, on the basis of Bang, Superjimenez are about as unique as what Louis Walsh peddles out annually. With enough of a live following, including a triumph at Oxegen, and sufficient media interest from all the right people, this band have a strong package to create musical success yet after hearing this record something is evidently amiss.
Superjimenez have a distinctly Irish sound, despite the varied influences they nod to. This debut album rams this fact home continuously, presenting the band as safe and devoid of any hidden surprises. The funky and suggestive album art belies the fact that Superjimenez are a quite predictable indie rock outfit desperately in need of something resembling the bang in question.
Opening track -Gojii Kids’ bemoans the gym obsessed, calorie counting culture of today. The song fails on both musical and lyrical fronts – the song is a mediocre number that seems endless despite coming in just under three minutes. Comprised of trite lyrics that are occasionally embarrassing, it becomes clear that the boys really should have chosen a better introduction to their debut foray. Successful single -Helicopters’ fares slightly better, as it is a light, summery indie-pop number that relies on the guitar parts to carry it. -Rescue Remedy’ continues the predictable indie rock vein that has dominated the alternative scene for years but sadly adds nothing new to the genre. Despite Ronan Cunningham’s attempts to pull off emotive, indie balladry, Superjimenez fail in their mission and the result is a feeling that it is the band requiring rescue. Seventh song -Somebody There’ aspires to Beatles-esque magic but gets about halfway there before stalling. Similarly, -My World’ is indie by numbers, with yelping vocals and increasingly dire lyrics -I Feel Designed’ is simply forgettable, containing an off-tune chorus and meaningless lyrics. Closing track -Hear You Now’ manages to lift the falsely titled Bang momentarily with its lively energy but as it comes in at number ten, it is unfortunately too little too late..
More than anything, the weak lyrics on Bang really let the band down, with cringeworthy lines like ‘every night I dream of winning the lottery’ dominating. Unfortunately there is not enough musical muscle to compensate for the poor lyrics. Even after repeated listens, Bang resembles a thousand other pub rock acts currently touring rural Ireland’s best venues. Undoubtedly Superjimenez will appeal to a section of Irish music lovers, particularly those with a penchant for unchallenging indie with no surprises, but for the time being, on the basis of Bang, this reviewer remains utterly unimpressed.