Here’s some rock that time forgot. It doesn’t quiet fit in with the new 60’s garage-rock revolution, and it’s not any sort of rock/rap hybrid. The first comparison that comes to mind is Stone Temple Pilots, and I’m not sure that’s going to make anyone happy.

The Holy Ghost comes to us from Brooklyn, New York. They play some pretty straightforward rock ‘n’ roll. Subtleties come through after repeated listens, but they don’t really stick with you. Opening song and title track “Color Sympathy” pounds away well enough, and lead singer Chistopher Dean Heine screams out the lyrics as any decent rock and roller should. The chorus here is maybe the catchiest thing on the album and has a bit of a Britpop feel to it… but just a bit. After that, the other seven songs tend to blend together with a couple down-tempo tracks thrown in for good measure. Vocals are distorted, cymbals are crashed and chords are struck. It’s not a bad album, but with the variety of sounds and styles being explored out there, it’s not all that great either.