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Fall Out Boy

Disco de Fall Out Boy: “Infinity on High [Bonus Track]”

Disco de Fall Out Boy: “Infinity on High [Bonus Track]”
Información del disco :
Título: Infinity on High [Bonus Track]
Fecha de Publicación:2007-01-01
Tipo:Desconocido
Género:Indie Rock, Today's Big Hits, Emo
Sello Discográfico:Universal
Letras Explícitas:Si
UPC:0602498470688
Lista de temas :
1 Thriller Video
2 "The Take Over, the Breaks Over" Video
3 This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race Video
4 I'm Like a Lawyer with the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off (Me + Y
5 Hum Hallelujah Video
6 Golden Video
7 Thnks fr th Mmrs Video
8 Don't You Know Who I Think I Am? Video
9 (After) Life of the Party
10 Carpal Tunnel of Love
11 Bang the Doldrums Video
12 Fame Is Less Than Infamy
13 You're Crashing, But You're No Wave Butch Walker and Fall Out Boy Video
14 I've Got All This Ringing in My Ears and None On My Fingers Video
15 G.I.N.A.S.F.S. Video
Análisis (en inglés) - :
A funny thing happened to {$Fall Out Boy} on the road to {^Infinity on High}: they got famous. Before 2005's {^From Under the Cork Tree} they were just another {\pop}-{\punk} unit from suburban Chicago happy to break even at shows with gas money. Next thing anyone knew, they were headlining arenas and being heralded as the new face of {\pop}-{\punk} alongside their peers in {$My Chemical Romance}. It was a position that never seemed to rest easy with the guys, and because of this, {^Infinity on High} seems a bit conflicted. {$Fall Out Boy} wants to charm everyone here. They want to prove themselves to critics by moving past the confines of {\emo}, allowing a love of all things {\pop} to come right to the forefront. Yet they also want to resonate directly with those day-one fans who may long for the intimate VFW shows of yesterday. This disparity makes points of the record seem awkward, and for the first time, the band appears to over-think things. {$Pete Wentz}'s lyrics are oftentimes resentful, full of fame-induced angst, and really emphasize his need to drive home his position that stardom has not changed the band. So it's in weird contrast to these sentiments that {$Jay-Z} is the one opening the album and calling out haters who said {$FOB} would fail. The glorification of their celebrity abruptly switches into {$Patrick Stump} stating (pleading?) that the band is not buying into the hype -- nor do they even want it. "Make us poster boys for your scene/But we are not making an acceptance speech" is defiant, and when his sweet voice asserts, "Crowds are won and lost and won again/But our hearts beat for the diehards," it's clear that {$FOB} still holds their roots close. But this is contradicted by the fact that the album's majority is far and away their poppiest material to date, more {\pop/rock} than {\pop}-{\punk}, which inevitably means more interesting to those who know them just as that {&"Dance, Dance"} band with the media-whoring bassist, {$Pete Wentz}.So the results are hit-and-miss. The {$Maroon 5}-ish {&"I'm Like a Lawyer..."} is glaringly one of the {$Babyface}-produced tracks, and with a vocal hook uncomfortably close to {$Phil Collins}' {&"Groovy Kind of Love,"} it plays like the guys were the ruffled house band for a prom. It's ill-fitting, a notion that continues in cuts like the {\soft rock} piano of {&"Golden"} and the airy {&"The (After) Life of the Party."} But on the flip side, the fizzy {\urban}-{\pop} nugget {&"This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race"} dances around double-time {\hardcore} choruses and backing choral singers with dizzying precision and infectious results, while dramatic {\gospel} flair excellently lines {&"Hum Hallelujah."} {$Stump}'s vocal control and agility is incredible; he truly brings songs alive in a way uniquely his own, and it's a toss-up as to whether he or drummer {$Andrew Hurley} should get this record's gold star. So it's not to say the {\pop} explosion that is {^Infinity on High} is all bad. Even the studio extravagances -- multiple producers ({$Babyface} and {$Butch Walker} handle a few outside {$Neil Avron}) and decadent layers of horns, string sections, and choirs -- don't detract from its overall enjoyability. Yet unlike {$My Chemical Romance}, who knew exactly what they wanted in the grand theatrics of 2006's {^Welcome to the Black Parade} and completely went for it without apology, {$Fall Out Boy} is at odds. Previously, they could easily skip around with {\pop} baggage, {\hardcore} tension, cunning wordplay, and infectious melodies without losing their edge. Now they just seem too self-aware. Don't misunderstand: once {^Infinity on High} sinks in, it's indeed a fun record. But for a band that was once so self-assured and able to utilize its talents so compellingly, the album is regrettably haphazard. {$Fall Out Boy} may hate people who "dissect us 'til this doesn't mean a thing anymore," but in trying to appeal to all of them, they lost something unique along the way. ~ Corey Apar, All Music Guide
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