"Brothers and sisters, put this record down  Take my advice (cause we are bad news)".

La frase d'esordio di questo album, il terzo della band statunitense. Conoscendoli tutti, penso che questo sia uno di quelli le cui canzoni sono più riuscite. La cosa che colpisce è come le canzoni rimangano in testa, visto che si capisce molto bene che quasi nessuna è una canzonetta "per fare numero". Infatti quasi tutte sono molto curate rispetto ai cd precedenti, dove personalmente poche canzoni rimangono davvero in testa, altre sembrano un pò "tutte uguali". Da notare che da questo album si sente che la voce del cantante è cambiata, cresciuta.

Che dire: dall'album sono usciti tre singoli, ma potevano anche uscirne di più; molte canzoni potevano essere ottimi singoli. Comunque bisogna dire che "Dance, Dance", "Sugar, We're Going Down" e "A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More 'Touch Me'" sono stati ottimi pezzi di lancio e sono tuttora fra i maggiori successi del gruppo.

Possiamo passare a qualche analisi delle canzoni: per i singoli che ho citato sopra, c'è tanto e niente da dire; sono buone canzoni e rimangono facilmente in testa agli amanti di qualsiasi genere, visto che rimangono un pò "in mezzo" tra i generi. Anche i video sono carini e tutto ciò contribuisce a raccogliere fans.

Per quanto riguarda gli altri brani, alcuni sono forse sottovalutati, come "I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me" (a parte il titolo, che poteva essere un pò più corto). Questa è una canzone molto grintosa, che piace, e probabilmente non è uscita come singolo per la parte un pò "gracchiata", ma peccato davvero.

Tutte le canzoni sono riuscite come ho già detto, anche se troviamo alcune canzoni che hanno la pecca di somigliarsi un pò, anche solo in qualche parte, ma questo non va molto bene lo stesso. 

Per continuare a parlare bene però, ci sono brani come "I've Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth" o "Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying", o secondo me la sottovalutata "XO" che lasciano qualcosa di speciale anche se non sono singoli o canzoni che la band è abituata a suonare live.

Comunque, per dare un giudizio generale, a chi interessa questo gruppo il cd piace sicuramente. Mentre invece chi ha difficoltà ad apprezzarli, probabilmente avrà bisogno di tempo prima di abituarsi allo stile del gruppo e a riconoscere le diverse particolarità delle canzoni: probabilmente a loro sembrerà un pò "piatto" e senza personalità. Per concludere si può dire che è un buon cd se siete del genere, ma che non c'è da aspettarsi troppo.

Elenco tracce testi samples e video

01   Our Lawyer Made Us Change the Name of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued (03:08)

02   Of All the Gin Joints in All the World (03:11)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

You only hold me up like this 'cause you don't know who I really am
Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you

We're making out inside crashed cars
We're sleeping through all our memories
I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive
(Now I only waste it dreaming of you)

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same

You only hold me up like this 'cause you don't know who I really am
I used to waste my time on waste my time on
Waste my time dreaming of being alive
(Now I only waste it dreaming of you)

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no
I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no
I'm not trying, you only hold me up like this

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains
Like I'll never be the same

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

03   Dance, Dance (03:00)

04   Sugar, We're Goin Down (03:49)

05   Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner (03:20)

06   I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song) (03:10)

07   7 Minutes in Heaven (Atavan Halen) (03:02)

08   Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year (03:23)

My heart is on my sleeve
Wear it like a bruise or black eye
My badge of witness
Means that I believed
Every single lie you said
'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
She took me down and said:
"Boys like you are overrated, so save your breath"
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads
'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
The only thing you'll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever (Every pane of-)
And there's a light on in Chicago (Every pane of glass)
And I know I should be home (Every pane of)
And all the colors of the street signs (Every pane of glass)
They remind me of your pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath, I wish your body would be broken again, again
(But there’s a light on)
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath, I wish your body would be broken again, again

09   Champagne for My Real Friends, Real Pain for My Sham Friends (03:23)

10   I Slept With Someone in Fall Out Boy and All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me (03:31)

11   A Little Less Sixteen Candles, a Little More "Touch Me" (02:49)

12   Get Busy Living or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part to Save the Scene and Stop Going to Shows) (03:27)

13   XO (03:40)

I comb the crowd and pick you out
My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out
It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed
To ''I swear, I say"
To ''I swear, I say"

To hands between legs, to whatever it takes
To drinks at the club to the bar
To the keys to your car
To hotel stairs, to the emergency exit door, no

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me" I say
It never calls me when I'm down

Love never wanted me but I took it anyway

Put your ear to the speaker
And choose love or sympathy
But never both, love never wanted me

I hoped you choked and crashed your car
Hey, tear catcher, that's all that you are
Ever were from the start
''I swear, I say''
''I swear, I say''

To hands between legs, to whatever it takes
To drinks at the club to the bar
To the keys to your car
To hotel stairs to the emergency exit door, no

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me?" I say
It never calls me when I'm down

Love never wanted me but I took it anyway

Put your ear to the speaker
And choose love or sympathy
But never both, no

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Through the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Trough the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships

To the love I left my conscience pressed
Trough the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
To the love, I left my conscience pressed
To the love, I left my conscience pressed
''What did it ever do for me?'' I say.

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