Rezolution sent SLUG a copy of their new CD, even though I bashed their last one. Maybe they thought there was a different reviewer now; nope—Nicholas Fox was me, Rezolution. Face! Anyway, Rezolution pride themselves on having more substance than most “cute boy-bands.” They are heavier than Justin Timberlake; I’ll give them that. Overall, though, Rezolution offer up a watered-down, straight rock cocktail … or rather, Shirley Temple … of grungey guitar riffs glossed over with emo overtones. There is a certain sloppiness about their execution that is actually the best thing about them … sometimes, in making yourself out to be the shit, a flaw is endearing.