Really bad gephotoshopptes Cover, very bad we-are-pretty-cool-font when band name, which also pretty, uh, simple acts. In Hate Gallery and her first album "Compassion Fatigue" is expected intuitively first the very worst. Unfortunately, this first impression is confirmed even if one is only three songs in the album, but especially if you have to ask the question at the end, where or what this band really wants, because this version of hard, slightly punky indie rock with a lot of melody is really nothing more than the lowest common denominator of all rock fans on the planet. A profile who Hate Gallery boast in any way and if singer Janne Jarvis then eventually even brings his screamo voice is used, and in addition even tried just to get those people on board, not yet met their taste was, then it will be completely embarrassed. "Compassion Fatigue" is a completely arbitrary album, completely interchangeable with millions of other bands, the songs blare in one ear, out the other with its mediocre melodies that you have all in one form or another ever heard anywhere else better. The good sound and the available skills of the band no longer help with this stalemate when it comes to creativity, unfortunately.
To put it quite clearly express: Hate Gallery and "Compassion Fatigue" are the hard-rocking equivalent of elevator sound: music that no one particularly disturbing that nobody particularly perceives that in the background hindu delt nice in front of him, but which is ultimately quite superfluous and that nobody really needs or would miss if they were not present. Bad.
