For a band called Dick Diver, I was really hoping for
something more dirty than this. The Melbourne four-piece
features Alistair McKay and Rupert Edwards on guitars,
Al Montford of UV Race and Straightjacket Nation on
bass, and Stephanie Hughes (ex-Children Collide) on drums.
Their debut EPArks Up is a quaint offering with six laid-back
tracks that fail to hit it out of the ball park.
Their sound has a real old-school Australiana kind of
feel to it, with some scratchy guitar noise and lengthy
solos that are straight from the 1970s. The opening track
Walk For Room is disastrously pop, the kind of tune that
gets stuck in your head all day and makes you want to
crack your own skull open with a hammer just to get it
the fuck out of there. Purgatory sounds exactly the same
as the first and then you’re hit with the instrumental
wank-fest Princes, which I imagine is supposed to
showcase the musical prowess of the band, instead it
just gave me a headache. The saving grace of Arks Up is
the dangerous bass line in The Keys, a killer tune that
makes me wonder if Dick Diver are capable
of more than what they’ve given us in their
Fuck that's a horrible review.
Aim for the stars, Dick Diver. If you miss, you may just hit a planet, or the sun.