
Ah, the innocence of my pre-adolescence.
As a Green Day fan of the old guard, I’ve felt pretty much secure in listening to their new stuff without feeling like a shamefully overgrown tween. American Idiot is a fantastic, polished album. It’s no Dookie, but it’s full of the grime and muck of suburban dystopia that I’ve always loved out of them. 21st Century Breakdown, well… they gotta put their kids through college somehow, I guess.
However, something happened today. My music player shuffled over to one particularly bad track of 21st Century Breakdown, the one where Billie Joe is crooning the word “love” every other word, and something snapped inside my brain. I could not stand it. This was not in any sense of the word listenable.
“Oh my god, no,” I thought. “This goes against the laws of nature. Just go back to singing about masturbation again.”
I was about to stab my eardrums in protest so to preserve my own health, I put on their old stuff and felt marginally better. They actually used to do punk, you know, before they decided 50s soft rock ballads were apparently more their schtick, and now I don’t really know what to make of them. Do tweens really go for this stuff?
Anyway, rant over. Your links are going to get cold.
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