Paces: Vacation

Frankly, I don’t buy the hype – and after listening to his debut album, Vacation, I’m even more perplexed at how a songlist so bland could be so outrageously popular.

Although it has been described as a “poppy, fresh and tropical” album, after a few listens, I feel more inclined to put it into the repetitive, ‘turn this shit off before I stab someone’ category. Featuring a range of local and international guests who at least bring a welcome distraction to the screechy mess of beats, the album does have a couple of non-eardrum-damaging songs.

But let’s just say they’re the best of a bad bunch. The majority of the tracks sound the same and the lyrics are hideously repetitive and childish. Given the amateurish sounding melodies and mixes, the only people I could imagine enjoying this album are a bunch of 18-year-olds at an O-Week toga party. Though perhaps that’s exactly what Paces had in mind.

Either way, I think if I had to listen to it all again, I’d need a vacation. A really long one.