By Jaime Burnet
If you thought a Jakalope was a cross between a jackrabbit and an antelope, you were wrong. As the new release It Dreams proves, Jakalope is actually a cross between industrial and Baby Spice. The music isn’t bad–minus the vocal track. Katie B.’s painfully unremarkable voice takes you through a monotonous 12-song wait for a vocal climax that never comes. Even the genius of Dave Ogilvie and Trent Reznor can’t counter the brain-numbing quality of this young Canadian’s emotionless voice.
The lyrics sound like a compilation of every angsty poem written by the depressed pre-adolescents of the world, infused with a handful of babys and a variety of oohhs and yeah yeahs. But all the tracks are given surreptitiously dark titles to trick you into thinking the songs have a semblance of depth.
Although the mixing of genres has worked in some instances like the combination of hardcore and emo to create screamo, the illegitimate jakalope child of many talented contributors, including members of Babes in Toyland and Sloan, should be put in a burlap sack and hurled into the river. Just kidding. Keep that cute little pronghorned hemophiliac bunny in an old hamster cage, as long as they promise not to ever let it out.