This nice Jewish boy from the East Coast is continuing the nerd-rock phenomenon that is sweeping across the video arcades and Java Jones-esque coffee shops of this great pocket-protector country of ours. No longer is it sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll. Now it’s web sites, pornography downloads and something between stand-up comedy and a toned down yet somewhat predictable and indefinable musical variable.
Atom has reached the Seinfeld Buddha stage of enlightenment. Most of Atom’s songs are about nothing. He doesn’t have an image really; he doesn’t even have a band besides the electric beat box known as His Package, and his songs are about daily life with no particular theme. One song is about how his boss is funny on the phone but not in person. Not exactly Tolstoy, but the songs do have a certain catchy-ness to them, and the little bar mitzvah boy is actually pretty damn funny. With other tracks like, “If You Own the Washington Redskins You’re a Cock,” and “Avoid Job Working With Assholes,” he brings out the self-deprecating and lovable loser in all of us. And yes, he raps better than Marky Mark.