"I don't know how to play any instruments" are the first words from the mouth of Max Wood, a young man who seems as confused and disorderly as this record. Uhhh Sort Of doesn't waste any time admitting lack of talent and follows through with a series of lo-fi mishmashes, a result of mental disruption influenced by the death of his mother. While that has the potential to be affecting, Wood's disconnected fragments of guitar, keyboard, Casio-style beats, and shrill, juvenile vocals are mostly irritating. On "DFK," the significance of his mother is hidden amidst the yelling and the rambling multi-tracked vocals. Aside from his personal life, Wood is unhappy with art, so he ridicules it in "I Want a Famous Face." "Let's Make My Bed" is the record's only saving grace, merely due to its pleasant strings. To finish, he repeats ad nauseam "I have a point, I have to live, I cannot die." Unfortunately, his point here is lost.
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AllMusic Review by Kenyon Hopkin