Opening with “Alphabet,” one of the leading singles for Drunk Tank Pink. The build-up is sudden, but clicks from the sticks and then the dance on the toms is fascinating over a speaker system before shows come back. The attention focuses on orchestration and how to control the tension through Drunk Tank Pink rather than being a constant explosion. “Alphabet” has moments of transitional manners that works perfectly into “Nigel Hitter” which gives more into the grace of the record.
Existing somewhere between the punk rock display and the performances of indie, With “Nigel Hitter,” Shame focuses more on the instrumentalized aspect of the record and formats a digestible motion of chorus and verse structure. With the easily repeating hook that describes, “It just goes on, it just goes on… it just goes” before breaking into this overarching crunch of feedback.
While much of the tracklisting here blends together into one large project instead of individuality, “Snow Day” has an instrumental beginning that peels this dust off the amps and becomes a new ground for Shame. The first minute is intricate with atmospheric framing coming to mind before lyrics ever enter. It is like a boost of ecstasy to the brain where the chords are purely instinctual and form along with the percussion like a symbiotic relationship.
The production on “Snow Day” is continually the greatest part of the track and when the narration spawns into the frame, much of the imagination comes from the distant stance on writing. Describing, “I’m turning my head from the wind, It’s cold, but I’ve been colder. And as the dew seeps slowly through the holes and dampens my skin, I feel the sting of mother nature.”
Shame becomes a dismissive force that controls their destiny for being a rebirthing on “Snow Day,” giving an explementary standoff with the audience and the narrator. Like an anti-hero of one’s self, Shame is truly illustrative but keeps their presence close even if the mind is miles away.
Through reverb or through desolation, Drunk Tank Pink is 41 minutes of engagement through either dying alone or in a crowd. Built more for the stage, the emotions present to give an idea of how Shame can shake the jitters, moving into a bright direction even if the outlook is daunting at times.