My hair is too short and my pants are too high for me to consider myself to be an indie fan, but the way I Don’t Know What I’m Doing floats around an indie pop core instead of cutting through the center makes this an indie album for people who aren’t into indie. Some of the album has an acoustic singer/songwriter or even pop-rock feel, while tracks like “Making me nervous” and “Overreacting” have a definitely electronic base. It’s so varied that you never feel like you’re being sucked into another indie trap that will end up at the bottom of that pile of CD’s that you’ve been meaning to sell.
No matter what style is presented, I have to warn you: Brad’s songs are catchy. I’ve found myself unconsciously humming a song or two on a number of occasions (as a matter of fact, “Dirtbag” happens to be winding its way through my head as I write this), which is impressive for a guy who isn’t really into indie. When you consider that the album was written, played, and produced by one guy, it becomes even more impressive.
After listening to the album a few times, I was a bit relieved that I wouldn’t have to awkwardly avoid the subject of music when I sent Brad an e-mail thanking him for linking to me. In fact, when I thanked him, I told Brad I’d write up a review and try to throw a little traffic his way because I liked his album so much.