There’s nothing wrong with the latest release by Seattle classic rock group The Lonely H. Besides being simultaneously forgettable and familiar, Concrete Class is a perfectly acceptable collection of tunes. Most of the songs come across as mashups of classic rock radio: Joe Cocker, The Eagles, The Doobie Brothers, et al. I give “Phoenix” a pass for the line, “Mama, all I want is a home-cooked meal.” Given that half of the band members are underage, I suspect the song is literally about somebody’s mom.
“Other Side of the Water” combines a Stones-esque guitar with a healthy rock tempo, managing to achieve some momentum. I could probably dance to it. Amid the classic rock sampler platter, only “Girl From Jersey” and “The River” stand out. “The River,” a silly acoustic sing-along, wins points for sheer sloppy enjoyment, while “Girl From Jersey” has a satisfying vocal line, conveying both earnest tunefulness and wry amusement.
While creeping toward Jimmy Buffett territory, these songs are the closest The Lonely H comes to an original sound. At least these youngsters know how to play. I won’t be surprised when ex-Lonely H members eventually turn up as sturdy support players in bands with more imagination.
The Lonely H play Sean Kelly’s Thursday, June 18, at 9 PM. Cover TBA.