ARTS & ENTERTAINMENT
Where 6 Would Be
Those who have never heard of Liquid Stick are lucky. Though this Toronto
band’s style is described as “’70s funk with rock ’n’ roll
and a touch of hip-hop,” there doesn’t seem to be a trace of any
hip or hop.
The monotone compositions passed off as music meld together in what seems
to be a never ending strain of ear torture. The final song, if you could call
it that, can be described as... well, there are no words to describe whatever
the hell it was. It sounds like something a two-year-old could have created.
Liquid Stick is just pure noise. Take away the lyrics and you have the crap
they play in elevators. Why shell out money for this group, encouraging them
to continue to make their so-called music — when you could ride an elevator
for free and have the same musical experience?