Record Label: Sickroom Records
Genre: Post-Punk
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Wow, this is some really boring shit. I figured from the band’s name and album title that this would be some pretentious rock, but I also thought it might be good because bear claws are normally so stickily sweet and delicious. Truly, a delightful breakfast pastry that combines buttery croissant with decadent cinnabun.

Yeah, but this band sucks. Now, many bands suck. They can suck by virtue of incompetence or poor execution or simply by being emo. But Bear Claw is the worst suckiness out there: they are pointless.

Like a mix of self-important post-punk and mind-numbing doom rock, they drone and drone with absolutely nothing to show for it. Some shouting and Danzig-esque gargling breaks up the monotony until it becomes monotony itself. Listless drumming and bass lazily flesh out a bare bones frame of nothingness. There is no catharsis because there is no tension – there is nothing here but a jam session by the most boring musicians on Earth. I am saddened by the energy and resources that this pointlessness has used up.

On the other hand, it does give hope to autistic children that they too can be in a band. A very, very boring band with no feeling whatsoever, but a band. And that is the greatest gift of all. (To autistic children, not to people who enjoy music.)

Bottom Line: Even the cold void of nothingness is like “What the hell is this crap?”
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