<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371</id><updated>2011-11-27T23:48:46.778Z</updated><category term='Song Of The Day'/><category term='Cartel'/><category term='Seether'/><category term='Elle Milano'/><category term='Hadouken'/><category term='These United States'/><category term='Dumb Instrument'/><category term='Circuits'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Delays'/><category term='Selena Gomez'/><category term='The Color Fred.'/><category term='Album'/><category term='Hercules And Love Affair'/><category term='Forever The Sickest Kids'/><category term='Track'/><category term='The Legacy'/><category term='The Like'/><category term='All Time Low'/><title type='text'>Wake Up Rockstar, You've Gone Too Far</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where music, criticism and witty metaphors collide.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-2199837050774368257</id><published>2009-06-18T18:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:23:36.052+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Of The Day'/><title type='text'>Looks Like The End Of Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate summer. I really do. It brings nothing but misery for me. Hayfever, 4 hour long nights and the warmth that I really do hate. So with that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Like - June Gloom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1b/Album_cover_the_like_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1b/Album_cover_the_like_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1b/Album_cover_the_like_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, it's a song about hot shit summer is by a triumvirate of girls from Southern California. Doesn't really add up in my eyes, but ok, I'll give them the benefit of the doubt, seeing as we have a common hatred of Summer. The thumping bassline pounding all the way through makes me want to jig about through this midtempo ditty and lose my inhibitions. Alongside that we have the gloriously melancholy vocals by a lady who goes by the name of "Z". Hmm. Okay... The overuse of "Here comes the end of days..." lyric makes me want to slash my wrists like I was a character in Girl, Interrupted but what the hell. This is a song that takes stereotypical summer tunes and punches it in the ladygarden and then points, laughs, then repeats the actions ad infinitum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Listen to it below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iHEDL4-REq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iHEDL4-REq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-2199837050774368257?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2199837050774368257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=2199837050774368257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/2199837050774368257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/2199837050774368257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/looks-like-end-of-days.html' title='Looks Like The End Of Days...'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-3930695724593758575</id><published>2009-06-17T06:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:03:30.222+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever The Sickest Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Of The Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selena Gomez'/><title type='text'>Your Clever Words Mean More To Me Than Those In The Reviews...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I don't really understand what instigated this new trend for Disney's pop princesses to start collaborating with Pop Punk bands, &lt;b&gt;Demi Lovato&lt;/b&gt; collaborating with &lt;b&gt;William "massive lesbian" Beckett&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;b&gt;The Academy Is...&lt;/b&gt;  and some gay teen from Hannah Montana is supposedly working on his debut with former &lt;b&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/b&gt; guitarist and songwriter &lt;b&gt;Evan Taubenfeld&lt;/b&gt;. But, if they all turn out as well as this, then who cares about credibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forever The Sickest Kids featuring Selena Gomez - Whoa Oh! (Me Vs. Everyone)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/50/Whoa-Oh%21FTSK_Sel.jpg/677px-Whoa-Oh%21FTSK_Sel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/50/Whoa-Oh%21FTSK_Sel.jpg/677px-Whoa-Oh%21FTSK_Sel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;This is a bit of a weird thing, seeing as though &lt;b&gt;FTSK&lt;/b&gt; have already released this song as a single and on their album, &lt;b&gt;Underdog Alma Mater&lt;/b&gt;, without &lt;b&gt;Miss Gomez&lt;/b&gt;, instead just having a different male vocalist singing her lines. Sure, it was enjoyable and it was insanely catchy but it seemed to lack something. Then BOOMF. Sprinkle on some Disney magic and you've got yourself a song which you can't help but love. The charm that &lt;b&gt;Selena&lt;/b&gt; exudes while singing is incredibly smile inducing, all while embodying that fine line between sexy woman and playful teenager. Something which a certain Spears did quite well. Oh, and the chorus stays in your head for hours after listening, which is a bit of a bugger when your in public and you randomly start singing &lt;b&gt;"WHOA OH! WHOA WHOA OH!"&lt;/b&gt;. Trust me... I don't speak of fiction here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Listen to it below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MY1UOkH0NhU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MY1UOkH0NhU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-3930695724593758575?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3930695724593758575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=3930695724593758575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/3930695724593758575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/3930695724593758575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-clever-words-mean-more-to-me-than.html' title='Your Clever Words Mean More To Me Than Those In The Reviews...'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-3273242971562322639</id><published>2009-06-16T04:48:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:12:46.239+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Of The Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><title type='text'>Damned If I Listen, Damned If I Don't...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Liek totes OMG. I'm totally doing a post about a song that's current and not at least 3 years old. What am I coming to?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; "&gt;All Time Low - Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/47/29qgzlx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/47/29qgzlx.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;The first proper single from &lt;b&gt;All Time Low&lt;/b&gt;'s hotly anticipated third album has been put up on their myspace. Shockingly enough, it doesn't really deviate from their pattern of making incredibly anthemic pop punk, featuring the obligatory chorus that is as catchy as one of Lindsay Lohan's STDs. After only one listen, &lt;b&gt;Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't)&lt;/b&gt; has already joined the ranks of other songs that get stuck in my head for hours because they're just so bloody catchy, however, unlike the other songs on that list, I don't really mind about this one being stuck inside my cranium like a parasite too much. All together with me &lt;b&gt;"OH OH OHHHH!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Listen to it below or at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/alltimelow"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All Time Low's Myspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7xJdHkQkBTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7xJdHkQkBTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-3273242971562322639?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3273242971562322639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=3273242971562322639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/3273242971562322639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/3273242971562322639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/damned-if-i-listen-damned-if-i-dont.html' title='Damned If I Listen, Damned If I Don&apos;t...'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-1739867420389413372</id><published>2009-06-15T02:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T04:04:49.796+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Of The Day'/><title type='text'>It's That Same Old Song You've Played For The Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Not being much of a church going sort of person, unless that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/cobra_starship"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Church Of Hot Addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, i thought i'd go for a more "church-y" song for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Cartel - Chroma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0b/CartelChroma.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0b/CartelChroma.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A bounding drum beat wrestles the listener into submission while the vocalist's lyrics, while churlish and ineffective, sweep into your ear canals and produce one of those things on your face that can sometimes be construed as a smile, or a seizure, whatever you like. Get past the stereotypical emo vocals and you can find a song that is quite frankly a really good listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Listen to it below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dSapinBOGw0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dSapinBOGw0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-1739867420389413372?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1739867420389413372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=1739867420389413372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/1739867420389413372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/1739867420389413372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-that-same-old-song-youve-played-for.html' title='It&apos;s That Same Old Song You&apos;ve Played For The Day...'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-6984244548624429122</id><published>2009-06-13T15:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:58:46.119+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Of The Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Color Fred.'/><title type='text'>Saturday's Song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Right. So as part of my renewed interest in this whole blogging thing, I'm going to so a song of the day thing. Or maybe a song of the week. I suppose it just depends on how often i get to update this. The inaugral song is...*drumroll*...*extended pause only seen in reality tv shows*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Color Fred - Empty House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0b/Bendtobreakcover.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0b/Bendtobreakcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Disregard the fact that the band name is a massive pun and has an americanised version of the word "colour", because they're actually quite good. I've only heard this song today. In fact, I only heard this album for the first time today. But this song instantly stood out. Shockingly, it's not a proper slow emo ballad, as normally they are the first ones to catch my interest. In fact, the whole album, &lt;b&gt;Bend To Break&lt;/b&gt;, is really good, you should definitely go and listen to it... by any means possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Listen to it below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BHIOMrd2aA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BHIOMrd2aA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-6984244548624429122?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6984244548624429122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=6984244548624429122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/6984244548624429122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/6984244548624429122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturdays-song.html' title='Saturday&apos;s Song.'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-408096384202512495</id><published>2008-07-13T01:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:35:33.441+01:00</updated><title type='text'>John &amp; Jehn - Fear Fear Fear (Track)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thelineofbestfit.com/wp-content/pictures/2008/04/front_john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://thelineofbestfit.com/wp-content/pictures/2008/04/front_john.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release Date:&lt;/span&gt; 14th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:&lt;/span&gt; Factory Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billing themselves as an amalgamation of all your favourite bands, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John &amp;amp; Jehn&lt;/span&gt; have come up with a glorious ode to all things fearful, love and fear, love of fear and the fear of love.  The instrumentation is just wonderful, so eclectic yet basic at the same time, the amount of nuances that make up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Fear Fear Fear'&lt;/span&gt; enhances it's capability to encapture the listener into a trance state of ethereality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vocals are quite weird as well, very Lovefoxx from CSS, almost indistinguishable in fact. The very weird "ohm"-ing vacking vocals seem to add an extra layer to the mix, it's quite easy to think that something important would be lost without them. This is a song that should be played by scenesters all across the country, but it is hurtful to think that this song and it's amazing B-Side isn't not going to get the recognition that this genius deserves. What an utter, utter shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;XX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;John &amp;amp; Jehn: On The Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/johnjehn"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-408096384202512495?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/408096384202512495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=408096384202512495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/408096384202512495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/408096384202512495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/07/john-jehn-fear-fear-fear-track.html' title='John &amp; Jehn - Fear Fear Fear (Track)'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-3231461550127719018</id><published>2008-07-12T02:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:33:25.980+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='These United States'/><title type='text'>These United States - A Picture Of The Three Of Us In The Garden Of Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://secure.whatarerecords.com/images/TUS01_230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://secure.whatarerecords.com/images/TUS01_230.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release Date&lt;/span&gt;: 30th June 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:&lt;/span&gt; United Interests&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not often that folk seems to cross as many boundaries as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These United States&lt;/span&gt; do on their debut &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;]'A Picture Of The Three Of Us At The Garden Of Eden'&lt;/span&gt;, it's quite wonderful and thought provoking at the same time. But it's also easy to think that if the band are will to cross over to other genres that aren't very indicative of folk, are they ashamed of being pigeon-holed into such a category? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many influences within the album from Garage Rock, Twee, Prog and Post Rock to name but a few. What it does give is an overwhelming sense that these guys know exactly what they're doing, they're going to take their listener on a rollercoaster ride where the twists and turns are totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Preface: Painless'&lt;/span&gt;, is undoubtedly beautiful and a bit misleading for the rest of the album. This ditty seems to scream "We are serious music people. Look how serious we can be." but the next track gushes in with it's plinky plonky folk and totally dissuades you from any preconceptions previously made. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'The Business'&lt;/span&gt; is very comparable Panic At The Disco's Pas De Cheval in that it's very cowboy, middle America, "YEEHAA!" sort of things. Straight after that it veers into 1950's motown with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Jenni Anne'&lt;/span&gt;, a song that's so very much like Dusty Springfield, albeit with a more masculine edge to it, needless to say, these genre turns can make for a weird experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'So High So Low So Wide So Long'&lt;/span&gt; has a bass line that is almost hypnotic, it’s understatedness is blatantly the best quality of the song. It lies there as a diamond in the rough, just waiting to be discovered and buffed up, hopefully this diamond will have a few friends there waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These United States'&lt;/span&gt; sophomore effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we've got here is a band that likes to whore around different genres like certain peroxide LA A-Listers do around Greek shipping heirs. That's not to say that they don't do it well, it's just that they seem to be more of a jack of all trades but a master of none. All of the songs are pleasant but they don’t really seem to go anywhere, there’s no capitalisation on the inspiration. It would have been much more preferable if they’d have taken their talent and crafted an album with fewer genre crossovers and focussed on those rather than skipping around and falling flat on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These United States: On The Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theseunitedstates.com"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theseunited"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-3231461550127719018?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3231461550127719018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=3231461550127719018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/3231461550127719018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/3231461550127719018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-united-states-picture-of-three-of.html' title='These United States - A Picture Of The Three Of Us In The Garden Of Eden'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-733384697949934731</id><published>2008-06-16T22:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:23:37.959+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Legacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album'/><title type='text'>The Legacy - Beyond Hurt, Beyond Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themusicmagazine.co.uk/images/thelegacybeyondhurtbeyondhell250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.themusicmagazine.co.uk/images/thelegacybeyondhurtbeyondhell250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release Date:&lt;/span&gt; 23rd June 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:&lt;/span&gt; Visible Noise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hardcore. It’s an acquired taste. To enjoy it, you must get pleasure from power riffs, furious drumming and vocals so harsh it could possible perforate an ear drum. The members of &lt;b style=""&gt;The Legacy&lt;/b&gt; are well versed in all these features of Hardcore music, so much so that the four piece are proclaiming themselves as the messiahs of the UK Hardcore scene. Their debut LP, &lt;b style=""&gt;Beyond Hurt, Beyond Hell&lt;/b&gt;, doesn’t really do much to justify this grandiose proclamation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Starting off with &lt;b style=""&gt;Alpha&lt;/b&gt;, things get off to a decent start, an instrumental introduction which leads the listener into a false sense of security, like things aren’t going to be that bad at all. From here on in, things go downhill like someone falling from the peak of Everest. The next song, &lt;b style=""&gt;Ill Fated&lt;/b&gt;, is a physical assault on the listener, everything is so fast paced that it’s almost impossible make anything out, it’s only saving blessing is that it’s just over a minute long. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There are a few moments where things don’t seem to be too bleak, &lt;b style=""&gt;Sands And Time&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style=""&gt;The Sun Wields Mercy&lt;/b&gt; for instance. They both start off slow paced, giving time to catch breath, but unfortunately they follow the same formulaic structure half way through, which makes one wonder if the rest of the album is like this. Unfortunately it is. The fortunate thing is that the majority of the songs are less than three minutes long, therefore the thirteen song LP is only half an hour long. Thank goodness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The vocalist, &lt;b style=""&gt;Adam Cox&lt;/b&gt;, has quite clearly taken inspiration from The Gallows as there are elements of the band in most of the songs. Quick, furious and an onslaught on the listener. The vocals are so similar it’s quite unreal, it’s just a shame that &lt;b style=""&gt;The Legacy &lt;/b&gt;don’t have the same song writing talents. Maybe if the band had tried to vary their style just a smidge, they could have broken through these quite obvious comparisons. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ashes To Ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; is quite clearly the standout track. It strays away from the obviously formulaic trend and veers in to screamo and there is a tad of punk in there too. It’s wonderful to hear a song in which there has been a lot of effort in the structural layout. It’s such a crying shame that this isn’t more prevalent in the rest of the album.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even though it’s only half an hour long, &lt;b style=""&gt;Beyond Hurt, Beyond Hell&lt;/b&gt; is still such a horrible prospect. If these are the Saviours of UK Hardcore, then the genre is doomed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XX&lt;/span&gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Legacy: On the internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visiblenoise.com/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thelegacy"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-733384697949934731?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/733384697949934731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=733384697949934731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/733384697949934731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/733384697949934731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/06/legacy-beyond-hurt-beyond-hell.html' title='The Legacy - Beyond Hurt, Beyond Hell'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-2952530848860452081</id><published>2008-06-11T18:04:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:56:10.085+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Circuits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Track'/><title type='text'>Circuits - The Choir Invisible (Track)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://circuitsband.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/Circuits1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://circuitsband.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/Circuits1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release:&lt;/span&gt; 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; June 2008&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:&lt;/span&gt; Try Science&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It’s always upsetting to listen to a song that has so much promise, yet fails to deliver. It’s infinitely more upsetting than listening to an out and out horrible song. Unfortunately, this is a case of the former. &lt;b style=""&gt;Circuits&lt;/b&gt; have been lauded by many sources for their debut LP, &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bright As Midnight&lt;/b&gt;, but it seems that the praise may not be apt for such a languid single as &lt;b style=""&gt;The Choir Invisible&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The pacing seems to be all skewed. It seems as if the band have tried to utilise it, so they can build up to a spectacular finish. Needless to say, this doesn’t happen. The lyrics are also uninspired and have no depth. The melodies, however, are very summer-y and light, which is the only thing that saves this from being unlistenable. There just doesn’t seem to be a saving grace in this 4 minute ode, which is an utter shame as there’s a glimmer of potential here. All it requires is some well needed cultivation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;XXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circuits: On the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.circuitsband.com/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-2952530848860452081?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2952530848860452081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=2952530848860452081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/2952530848860452081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/2952530848860452081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/06/circuits-choir-invisible-track.html' title='Circuits - The Choir Invisible (Track)'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-7831729643369362960</id><published>2008-06-10T17:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:55:43.865+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Track'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elle Milano'/><title type='text'>Elle Milano - Laughing All The Way To The Plank (Track)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2188/2235218988_65811bc090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2188/2235218988_65811bc090.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Release: 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; June 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label: Brighton Electric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With the recent spurt of bland and boring Indie bands surfacing in the past couple of years, such as The Kooks and The View etc, &lt;b style=""&gt;Elle Milano &lt;/b&gt;has defied preconceptions of what “Indie” actually is. Coming across as more of an Indie / Pop Punk hybrid, their latest single is a dance floor stormer that is sure to flood the clubs as hipsters dance so hard that they forget about their perfectly styled hair cuts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The pacing seems just right, until it approaches the chorus, in which &lt;b style=""&gt;Adam M. Crisp&lt;/b&gt;’s vocal veers from singing to full on screeching along with a perfect combination of staccato piano and honey drenched guitar riffs. The background vocals add an air of ethereality to the mix, which just makes you realise the little idiosyncrasies of the instrumentation, the Bells, Whistles and Glockenspiel. The sad state of affairs is that this masterpiece won’t be recognised by the general Radio 1 listening public. What an utter travesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle Milano: On the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ellemilano.co.uk/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ellemilano"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-7831729643369362960?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7831729643369362960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=7831729643369362960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/7831729643369362960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/7831729643369362960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/06/elle-milano-laughing-all-way-to-plank.html' title='Elle Milano - Laughing All The Way To The Plank (Track)'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2188/2235218988_65811bc090_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-23832042884963418</id><published>2008-05-27T02:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:55:16.138+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumb Instrument'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album'/><title type='text'>Dumb Instrument - No-One Knows What It's Like To Be Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd136/greenskygreenlake/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd136/greenskygreenlake/cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release Date: &lt;/span&gt;May 3rd 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:&lt;/span&gt; Bad Tool Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with quiet trepidation that I inserted this disc into my computer. I was not only worried about the style of music that was about to fall into my ears but also about the listing of the Harmonica on the inside cover; fortunately, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dumb Instrument&lt;/span&gt;'s debut was nothing to be scared about.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The first thing that hits you upon listening to the opening track, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'The Exterminating Angels'&lt;/span&gt;, is the strength of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom Murray&lt;/span&gt;'s accent. It's one of the components that make this album so utterly charming; in fact, you can't help but be utterly enchanted by the tenacity of the accent. The song itself tells the tale of asbo youth culture, in the terrorisation of community by hoodlums, this use of mundane social commentary in the songs leads to comparisons to similar acts such as Final Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following track, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Hard On Heart'&lt;/span&gt;, crashes onto the scene with heavy piano chords that disguise some thoughtful lyrics. After the chorus, the song introduces some melancholic strings that coincide with the wonderful line &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"looked up while smoking a regal, I looked out me airgun and murdered a seagull"&lt;/span&gt;. Along the lines of reflective lyrics, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'What A Load Of Rubbish'&lt;/span&gt; uses the metaphor for household waste as a reflection of the protagonist's unhappy existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the gorgeous entwining of the strings and piano on the majority of songs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'That's What All the Hard Work Was For'&lt;/span&gt; decides a change of tack and substitutes the previous instruments for an acoustic guitar, which lends the song a sense of evolution compared to the others. Although, two thirds of the way through, it begins to tread water, one might think that if it had outstayed its welcome any longer, we might have been gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Reverse The Hearse'&lt;/span&gt; is the first song in which things come to a standstill. The ethereal introduction almost screams for attention but the concentration wanes quickly. An ode to the daunting prospect of mortality seems limp and unconvincing; particularly due to the lyric &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You can shove death up your arse"&lt;/span&gt;. Along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Jaffa Baws'&lt;/span&gt;, a criticism at the segregation that ginger haired people seem to come across, which builds up tension sufficiently but fails to use it proficiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of the album is at the end of the final song, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Suffering From Scottishness'&lt;/span&gt;, in which there is a telephone call from an elderly woman. Even though it is superfluous in nature, it just doesn’t fail to delight and bring up a smile reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scottish trio have produced a fantastic album which completely obliterates any previous misconceptions about Scottish Folk. But maybe not about Harmonicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Instrument: On the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dumbinstrument"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dumbinstrument.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-23832042884963418?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/23832042884963418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=23832042884963418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/23832042884963418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/23832042884963418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/dumb-instrument-no-one-knows-what-its.html' title='Dumb Instrument - No-One Knows What It&apos;s Like To Be Me'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-1628425596234273581</id><published>2008-05-27T02:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:54:46.257+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hercules And Love Affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Track'/><title type='text'>Hercules And Love Affair - You Belong (Track)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51HnsWaQ2dL._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51HnsWaQ2dL._SS400_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release Date:&lt;/span&gt; June 9th 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:&lt;/span&gt; DFA / EMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When listening to this track, it's pretty simple to see the ethos behind it - plain and simple funky dance music. It is quite easy to imagine the surroundings where this might be played, most likely at the end of a night in a hot sweaty club as one of the tracks in the "comedown brigade". It's not too complicated either, with only three basic components: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nomi&lt;/span&gt;’s singing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Antony&lt;/span&gt; (from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Antony And The Johnsons&lt;/span&gt; fame) and his strange backup vocals, and the uncomplicated synths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, the melodies are quite nice to listen to, they get repetitive incredibly quickly; which is a shame as they seem to overpower &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nomi&lt;/span&gt;’s wonderful vocals.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Antony&lt;/span&gt;’s backing is quite strange as it sticks out like a regular Joe at a rehab centre. All in all, the straightforward tune does exactly as it intended, it produces wildly hypnotic synths that just can’t help the listener to want to hop straight down to the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hercules And Love Affair: On the internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/herculesandloveaffair"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-1628425596234273581?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1628425596234273581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=1628425596234273581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/1628425596234273581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/1628425596234273581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/hercules-and-love-affair-you-belong.html' title='Hercules And Love Affair - You Belong (Track)'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-2850123256358495190</id><published>2008-05-23T23:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:53:52.792+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seether'/><title type='text'>Seether - Finding Beauty In Negative Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themusicmagazine.co.uk/images/seetherfindingbeautyinnegativeplaces250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.themusicmagazine.co.uk/images/seetherfindingbeautyinnegativeplaces250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Release: &lt;/span&gt;June 9th 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Label:  ADA Global / Wind Up Records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a band that has been devastated by tragedy, the death of &lt;strong&gt;Shaun Morgan&lt;/strong&gt;'s brother, one might wittily say that this album doesn’t show it. Full of references to death, suicide and lyrical abuse, &lt;strong&gt;'Finding Beauty In Negative Spaces'&lt;/strong&gt; is not the correct choice if you want to listen to happy and uplifting music. Even the album artwork is littered with disturbing images of ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album marks a departure into the mainstream for the band with a few of the songs that are markedly different and more radio friendly than the rest. &lt;strong&gt;'Rise Above This'&lt;/strong&gt; is one such song, recognisably lighter and positive compared to the rest, it's the shining beacon in the depths of despair that is the record. Another enticing song is &lt;strong&gt;'Fallen'&lt;/strong&gt;, good use of less lyrically demanding verses alongside the call and response makes it much easier to listen to. All this hides sneakily hidden social commentary on women who will do anything, including plastic surgery, for another male conquest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the focus point for the band was to produce more anthemic songs, such as &lt;strong&gt;'FMLYHM'&lt;/strong&gt;. The aggressive ode growls along until the powerhouse of a chorus crashes in and almost forces you to sing along, regardless of the company you’re in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embedded with an uninspired array of guitar riffs, the album fails to allow the songs to create an identity that is too different from the others. The only way in which to distinguish between songs is the vocal style that the South African front man uses. Yet, the singing appears to only be between heavy singing and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle of the album is punctuated by the seven minute long &lt;strong&gt;'No Jesus Christ'&lt;/strong&gt;, which regrettably gets repetitive incredibly quickly. The only variation in the song is the slight use of screaming in the bridge. It also has the worst lyric on the album with the horrific &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"your verbal defecation I can’t wash away"&lt;/span&gt;, which just clangs like a pink mouse on the moon. Unfortunately, &lt;strong&gt;'No Jesus Christ'&lt;/strong&gt; seems to signal a nose dive for the end of the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Eyes Of The Devil'&lt;/strong&gt; is overly long, overly repetitive and overly boring. After three minutes of the same riffs and religious connotations, the imagination seems to wander into a much more interesting place, that place isn't here. The last two songs on the album aren’t much different either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 50 minutes, the album can be trying, but despite the lyrical themes, there are parts in which glory shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXX&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seether On The Internet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seether.com/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/seether"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With thanks to The Music Magazine.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-2850123256358495190?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2850123256358495190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=2850123256358495190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/2850123256358495190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/2850123256358495190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/seether-finding-beauty-in-negative.html' title='Seether - Finding Beauty In Negative Places'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-1929578913367675674</id><published>2008-05-11T01:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:53:26.901+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hadouken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album'/><title type='text'>Hadouken! - Music For An Accelerated Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61vlbjRn-JL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61vlbjRn-JL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana;" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Chambers/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bursting onto the “scene” in the summer of 2006, &lt;b style=""&gt;Hadouken!&lt;/b&gt; have pretty much been front and centre in the stakes of exciting new bands throughout most of 07/08. They’ve garnered a large fan-base on a certain social networking site and been (sort of) championed by the NME. But alas, the band have garnered the worrying title of being a “marmite” band, in which people either love or hate them. With that, they release their debut effort, &lt;b style=""&gt;Music For An Accelerated Culture&lt;/b&gt;, but does it stand up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;One thing that’s immediately noticeable is the inclusion of their previous singles, &lt;i style=""&gt;That Boy That Girl&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=""&gt;Liquid Lives&lt;/i&gt;. While the former stands up to the 18 month period that it’s been available, the same can’t quite be said for &lt;i style=""&gt;Liquid Lives&lt;/i&gt;. Both have undergone a bit of spit polishing and while &lt;i style=""&gt;That Boy That Girl&lt;/i&gt; has stood the test of time, &lt;i style=""&gt;Liquid Lives&lt;/i&gt; seems to be a bit of a misfit in the second half of the album where it’s been placed. It doesn’t just doesn’t seem appropriate. Maybe this could have been rectified with an alternate track listing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the new tracks is &lt;i style=""&gt;Game Over&lt;/i&gt;, upon listening to it, while it has a good groove to it despite pacing issues; it feels very similar to some of the band’s previous work, primarily Superstar and Do This Do That. The alarm bell rings. Is this a sign that &lt;b style=""&gt;Hadouken&lt;/b&gt;! have gone all formulaic on us? Yes and no. We come to &lt;i style=""&gt;Spend Your Life&lt;/i&gt;, while it has a listener dividing acoustic guitar in its midst (personally, I like it), the lyrics are sub-Alex Turner and clichéd at best and &lt;i style=""&gt;What She Did&lt;/i&gt; closely resembles a decent amalgamation of &lt;i style=""&gt;Declaration Of War&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=""&gt;Liquid Lives&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the stand-out new tracks is &lt;i style=""&gt;Mister Misfortune&lt;/i&gt;. Strangely hypnotic synths and guitar riffs blend excellently into the worryingly anthemic chorus. Throughout listening to the track, it’s far too easy to imagine the hoards of people chanting along with &lt;b style=""&gt;James Smith&lt;/b&gt;. Unfortunately, following this is &lt;i style=""&gt;Crank It Up&lt;/i&gt;, a song which seems to pander to the web 2.0 generation by reeling off plenty of mindless technological terminology. It seems far too desperate for a band that is supposedly heralding a new wave of band/listener interaction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;2006, there was no variation in the singing styles, just the plain rapping that seemed to anger the Grime circuit. Now, if you told me that there would be ballads [sic] on the album, I wouldn’t have believed you. Alas, &lt;i style=""&gt;Driving Nowhere &lt;/i&gt;is a straightforward ballad, unlike anything else they’ve done, therein lies its appeal. Pure singing all the way through. Along side this is &lt;i style=""&gt;Wait For You&lt;/i&gt;, the most downbeat song and the album closer. Almost relying on drums and synths alone, it has the ability to almost put the listener into a trance, uniquely so. Its strangely hypnotic drums curiously taunt the listener, as if Timbaland has suddenly been roped in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Although it’s not going to convert any haters, Hadouken! have produced an album that seems to manage the hype they garnered. Slightly disappointing in places, but when they get it right, you can almost hear the hoards of fans jumping about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hadouken!: On The Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hadouken.co.uk/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hadoukenuk"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-1929578913367675674?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1929578913367675674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=1929578913367675674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/1929578913367675674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/1929578913367675674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/hadouken-music-for-accelerated-culture.html' title='Hadouken! - Music For An Accelerated Culture'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9030966768395392371.post-9213046350780233096</id><published>2008-05-09T01:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:51:44.025+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delays'/><title type='text'>Delays - Everything's The Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/513d5bmfe-L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/513d5bmfe-L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upon hearing that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delays&lt;/span&gt; had left Rough Trade and signed with Fiction, many had doubts about the band's direction. Fiction being the label that had seen Virgin Radio-playlist-fodder Snow Patrol skyrocket into success on both sides of the Atlantic. Would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delays&lt;/span&gt; give up their fable-esque story telling in favour of a more commercial and, more importantly, in record company's eyes, successful style? Fortunately, this isn't the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Their third album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything's The Rush&lt;/span&gt;, seems to be an amalgamation of their previous albums, 2004's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faded Seaside Glamour&lt;/span&gt; and 2006's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You See Colours&lt;/span&gt;. Gone are the more synth-driven melodies in favour of a higher rate of string and guitar based anthems. While synths are still around on some songs, such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Made Visible&lt;/span&gt;, the album's teaser that was released on it's self titled EP, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl's On Fire&lt;/span&gt;, they don't seem to overshadow the rest of the instruments used on the album, as what happened occasionally on the wonderful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You See Colours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delays&lt;/span&gt; have a reputation for making songs that combine incredibly sombre lyrics with amazingly uplifting melodies, one song in point is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hooray&lt;/span&gt;, the album's lead single. For a song that tells the tale of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greg Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;'s affliction with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), the song has the habit of making the listener smile, either with the music or the cheerleaders than inhabit the promo. But while the Southampton based band can make bewildering song combinations, their most successful and traditional ballad appears on their third effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pieces&lt;/span&gt; is a reflective composition that has the ability to calm the listener in the midst of sure fire foot tappers like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends Are False&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep It Simple.&lt;/span&gt; It's brilliance relies on it's simplicity, anymore knobtwiddling and overproduction would have ruined this piece, luckily, that hasn't happened. While &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One More Lie In&lt;/span&gt; is a gorgeous ode to a loved one, in which the protagonist tries to uplift his suitor by having... one more lie in. While it's not the most lyrically adventurous outing for the four piece, it's charm simply overcomes it downfalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last quarter of the album feels weak, underthought and trite. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jet Lag&lt;/span&gt; seems to be too slow and cocksure, as if it's supposed to be a successor to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hideaway&lt;/span&gt;, but with an campfire "let's all sing around and forget our troubles before we sleep" feeling. Meanwhile &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silence&lt;/span&gt; pales in comparison to it's balladry brethrin. It connotes the feelings between a pairing that doesn't need to be indicated by using verbal signals, which, shockingly enough doesn't really come across to the audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The album is quite blatantly, on first listen at least, a sure fire festival album. Anthemic to it's last note, easily rememberable and pure summer music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Delays: On the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedelays.co.uk/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/delays"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/delaysworld"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9030966768395392371-9213046350780233096?l=wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/9213046350780233096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9030966768395392371&amp;postID=9213046350780233096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/9213046350780233096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9030966768395392371/posts/default/9213046350780233096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakeuprockstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/delays-everythings-rush-album-review.html' title='Delays - Everything&apos;s The Rush'/><author><name>scrdmnkydst</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EfS_u0dMPEE/S-nIhkb8hdI/AAAAAAAAADo/snrlFEUNy9M/s1600-R/500x_lostmk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
