The Bottom Line Give this album your brain, and you may never get it back. Late 1999 was a sad, sad, yucky, pitiful time for music. The situation wasn t good. Eighteen months later, radio has taken a bit of a turn. To be a successful rock artist in the year 2001, you must follow rather complicated criteria.
Talent is decidedly optional.
Incubus s obvious musical ability, relentless promotion of individuality, and gaping void where the arrogance should be suggests that they were actually working to stay way out of the popular music scene. Don t get me wrong. I am the first to appreciate a hottie with a guitar. Anyway, I have a sneaking suspicion that a great many people of the people who like Incubus don t even realize that they re one of the few bands out there who actually deserve their success. And I love irony, but that I could do without.