"The easiest way to describe this would be a dorkier and less talented version of Ultimate Fakebook. Three guys who love punk rock and metal, singing poppy-punky songs about friends, partying and rocking out. That pretty much sums it up. From the name-checking of random friends in the album title and the lyrics, to the stick figure drawing labeled as the "band photo," to the dorky pictures of the guys making out with each other and posing as cross-dressing football players on top of a keg, you can tell The Brockmeyers aren't a band that takes themselves too seriously. That same goofy playfulness comes across loud and clear on the album, which makes it a possibility for a fun drunken party soundtrack, but that's about it."
"Knuckleheads. Yep, nothin' but knuckleheads. Three of 'em, from Chicago's suburbs. Damn knuckleheads, every one of them. Ok, here's the sound: toned down A New Found Glory, which as it turns out is pretty good. Vocals that aren't as whiney, speed is about the same, but it all evens out to a catchy fun romp. Yes, "Paul, the Album" is a romp. The sense of humor on these guys is only compared to the friends you won't admit to associating with in high school. Don't have those friends? Well then guess what dumbass. It's funny, not Dynamite Boy funny, but keggers and giving your friends stupid nicknames funny. Give 'em a listen."
"Unsure of what to expect of this local band out of the suburbs of Chicago, I was pleasantly surprised to find it to be lovely catchy indie rock, with the characteristically mellow and beautiful last track. Excluding that, this CD is quite fun to hop and dance around to and has some adorable vocals. Slightly reminiscent of Rufio."
"Melodic emo rock. If you like bands like The Get Up Kids or Junction 18 you'll dig this. It's actually pretty good. It's a little more on the punk side. And I've run out of things to say."
"Hailing from the Chicago area, The Brockmeyers have a very "Chicago" sound. They remind me a bit of all the pop punk classic groups from that area, yet have a touch of bands like The Smoking Popes or maybe even The Alkaline Trio in the mix too. It's crazy when you realize how regional some sounds really are, but that is another whole topic. The kids must really like this kid Paul, especially in light of their naming the album and first track after him. And I bet Paul really likes their brand of poppy punk."
"fun record. if I was 16 again, I might throw this shit in the ol' car stereo on my way to a homecoming dance and bob my head the whole way there. vocals are a little on the whiney side for my taste but song number 9 is punk as fuck and song number 14 is oh so acoustically passionate. I had the time of my life."
"The Brockmeyers were a poppunk band from Illinois. They got together in '95 and broke up last year. They had ex-members of Sig Transit Gloria among their ranks and a member of a band called Backdrop. "Paul, The Album" was their debut full-length. I can't imagine what it's like to lose a band, but I would just like to say that my heart goes out to the band's label and fans in these dire times. Just looking at the artwork, you can tell these are the kinda guys that are fun to hang out with...when you're sure nobody else will see you with them. In my case, that wouldn't be much of an issue but hey, I can be cool too! No, really...I can! Anywayz, the fourteen songs on "Paul, The Album" are about the band's "friends and stuff" according to the little sticker on the cover which made my job a lot easier. And it all sounds pretty decent. Oh yeah, the album ends with a solid acoustic song. So there ya go...nothing special, no songs here that will alter your perspective on the world, just a fun lil poppunk album! Thomas // Score: 6 out of 10"
"These kids are good at writing simple, silly, bubblegum pop-punk songs. I like bits and pieces of this album but not as a whole. The lead singer's voice really gets on the nerves after awhile. By the last predictable acoustic ballad, I wished my ears were dirtier so it would muffle this guy's falsetto. There are also pictures of him rocking the mic with the pantyhouse."
"I'm not generally a fan of the sweet sung pop punk, but this group is all right. The Brockmeyers have the power of The Ramones or, say, Weezer without sounding much like either one, and the lyrics are both obscure and literal enough to float above the level of a lot of this sort of stuff. And that Paul, he sure is cute."
"This personal, amiable group salute their rock friends ("Cameron rules / They are my favorite band that Travis has been in"), rock life ("These songs still banging around in my head / Skate ramp between us"), and rocking anecdotes ("Best story I've heard since we stole the defibrillator") through music that never fully dignifies their exuberant spirit. Formed in 1996, the Brockmeyers drive the pop-punk from Paul, the Album through an interesting musical dimension where killer hooks and catchy choruses are always within arm's reach, but never attained. The chants in "Paul", the opener, aren't loud enough to stir you up, while choruses to tracks like "The Neighbor Song" are never as catchy as the build-up. The thing that makes the band so special is also part of the problem: namely, their desire to capture their often banal day-to-day thoughts so exactly. As they don't seem to repeat themselves in their daily lives, The Brockmeyers have no clue which feeling or idea to repeat within the standard verse-chorus-verse song structures they love to play. Their choice in "Green and Black" ("Skate ramp between us / No Hanger now") is the most obscenely uncatchy lyric I can imagine, while "202" is just a litany of their friends' names. To hear shout-outs for Tony, Weasel, Krotch, Magoo, and three people named Duder is sweet, naturally, but it's also a song killer. The band just loves the whole music life, and it's impossible to dislike them for that, but better choruses would actually bring their enthusiasm home more fully than "keeping it real". The melodies lack the muscles to lift the world in a sing-along, so the Brockmeyers are left with perfectly rendered moments ("I hope that Nat can overcome his fear of spiders / 'cuz I hear there's a lot of them on this planet") that will never be repeated by fans."