I don’t hate Fall Out Boy. They’re trying to earn a living, I get that. They wanna do so by making emo-rock, that’s fine. Making music, touring, it’s work, I got no problem with that. And you know what, they’re not half bad. I won’t change the station if they’re on, during those few occasions I actually listen to the radio.

Having said all that, WHAT THE FUCK. The other day I heard the first single from their new album, and I have to say it is the most magnificently awful song I have ever heard. It is the aural equivalent of watching ten cars, a semi, a school bus, a van full of pigs, two airplanes, an oil tanker and a shetland pony all crash together. Never in all my days have I heard a song such as this. So many disparate elements, as if my cd collection was killed, buried in a swamp along with some radioactive material, and then, when struck by lightning, ressurected into some horrible twisted joke of itself.

In talking with a record executive I know (that’s right, I’m LA, I’m plugged in), the song is being viewed as the band’s reaction to being called emo, or soft. They are trying to appear edgy. And it is. Much like a two year old making a sculpture with glass, play-doh, cyanide and ninja throwing stars is edgy.

But you know what? Kudos to you, Fall Out Boy. If you can’t be the best, you might as well be the worst.

By He-Bro in Front Page |

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