Pete Wentz mentioned on Twitter that he has recorded some guest vocals on the new Every Time I Die album, proving that no matter what a few overly optimistic emo fans think, Fall Out Boy shall never return to being awesome.
Not only is Pete Wentz incapable of singing in the first place, it’s generally conceded that Every Time I Die is a horrible band, to say the least.
It has been announced that a new Panic At The Disco single called “New Perspective” will be on the radio on the 17th August.
This has come as a surprise to fans, who have been entirely in the dark as to whether or not they have been recording at all–to the extent that they have squandered many an hour poring over guitarist Ryan Ross’ Twitter for hidden clues. I should know, being one of them.
It is not known which direction they shall take at this point–the bizarre emo-pop plus vaudeville of “A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out”, or the simple, sweet Beatles-esque pop-rock of “Pretty. Odd”?–and wild rumours as to whether the exclamation mark may be making a re-appearance are rampant.
Michael Jackson died today aged 50, after suffering from cardiac arrest, causing the Internet to erupt in a frenzy of sadness. Though I can’t claim to ever have been a huge fan of his, he was an undeniably influential artist of the pop music scene.
So MJ’s dead… effectively that means all of those grim paedophile jokes are going out the window, too.
Everyone mourns.
I may be a sceptic, but for what it’s worth, Mr Jackson, rest in peace.
Paramore’s next effort shall be entitled “Brand New Eyes”, and is due to be released on the 29th September, although their single, Ignorance, comes out on July 7th. The track list is also available, featuring song titles that actually aren’t quite as pathetic as those of the last album (“For A Pessimist, I’m Pretty Optimistic”? Uh… no?)
The song Ignorance seems to convey that they have gone down the “Decode” route with their sound, perhaps due to influence from Mr Rob Cavallo. After the rather anti-climactic Riot! album, this may be a chance for Paramore to redeem themselves, and do more with the great potential they displayed on their debut. Upon the first listen, Ignorance comes across as fierce, fun and lyrically honest–the kind of sound Paramore have tantalised listeners with the prospect of, but never quite hit on.
However, it is inevitable that, whether the album is godawful or not, it’ll still be catchy.
I’m pretty sure most would agree that if you intend to be a rockstar, you shall have your fair share of people who think you’re a talentless fag. It is something that Morrissey apparently has failed to grasp, despite being in the business for a preposterously long period of time. In fact, it is fair to say that Morrissey, in general, loves to throw tantrums for the most part. Of course he won’t get back with The Smiths. Of course he won’t tolerate any misconstruction of his music whatsoever. Despite all the money and the fact he is idolised by goths and other nostalgic ’80s music fans everywhere, he is, in short, a tortured, creative soul, and therefore it’s obviously entirely understandable that whilst playing a show in Norway, he should storm off in a rage after a fan spilled some beer on him. That’s right, a fan.
Being bottled at festivals and being ridiculed by journalists is nothing compared to this, I’m sure.
As you may or may not have noticed–probably not, in fact–I have been on a rather extensive hiatus on this blog over the last few months, for which I would like to sincerely apologise for, despite the fact that this blog, admittedly, sucks. I have had many trials, such as horrifying Standard Grade exams and various mental breakdowns, and therefore I have been unable to mock the music scene as effectively as usual.
This week, I shall return from my vacation, if you could call it that, and will be updating regularly again.
Farewell!
It has just been announced that Taking Back Sunday’s badly-titled upcoming single, “Sink Into Me”, is due to go to radio upon the 27th of April–one week after Green Day’s new is released (wise? I think not).
The main issue with this is that it is highly doubtful whether it will actually be played on the radio more than once, because people who listen to the radio are generally musically challenged.
As 2009 has so far been rather a disappointing year for pop music—I mean, Lady Gaga? Are you serious?—all my hopes are resting on this album not being as despicably bad as their last, especially as Green Day’s promises to be sickeningly over-the-top in a Black Parade-esque fashion. (It’s already been compared to Queen and everything.)
So, ages ago, Marilyn Manson and Dita von Teese broke up, amirite?
However, von Teese has recently spoken to the press about certain calls from Manson, telling her he’d made a mistake and that he wanted her back, etc.
It’s generally acknowledged that the reason for their divorce was because of his affair with Evan Rachael Wood, his current girlfriend.
However, the best part of this is that Dita von Teese doesn’t even seem to really care.
Having read his autobiography, I can’t really see why anyone would. He tends to write of women as though their sole purpose in life is sex, and most especially giving it to him.
I mean, jeez. I have no issues with “boys and their hormones”, but does he not plan to grow up at all, at any point?
…deplorably, not accompanied by Sunny Day Real Estate. Sigh. However, he is returning to a vaguely SDRE-esque style with his new album, OK Bear, which is to be released on May 12th ‘09.
A song named “Mind Idea” is currently streaming on Enigk’s Myspace, the response to which from fans has been generally good. Enigk also says that this album was an excuse for him to experiment with country music as well as alternative. Personally, I’m inclined to be repulsed by this, but then again–it is Jeremy Enigk we’re talking about here.
Enigk also teases about Sunny Day Real Estate’s hiatus. Apparently, they “might” get back together.
<—despair.
Yet more hipster-bashing is afoot–this time coming from Senses Fail singer Buddy Nielson (backed by Bayside idiot Anthony Raneri).
Understandably, Mr Nielson took offence to their obnoxious brightly-coloured t-shirts, meticulously dyed, straightened and gelled hair, oversized sunglasses and moronic tattoos, and expressed this in a less-understandably violent manner. The fool from Bayside referenced this in a blog with kudos to Nielson, just as though he’d, perhaps, performed some spectacular and courageous deed, rather than just having mentioned hatred of a band–albeit a band that they were set to tour with.
Not for long, however. Loud Hawk Press are whining about this band, too–they asked Warped Tour to be stopped until Brokencyde leave.
Fans are rejoicing, honouring the two bands (which, might I add, aren’t exactly masterful songwriting geniuses either) with cool points and scene points or whatever godawful invention of Jason Tate’s they happen to feel is appropriate.
Am I the only person that finds this truly imbecilic?
