Oh, My Hopes and Dreams

Remember how I wrote that there were a bunch of upcoming releases to be excited for? Yeah, well, I was wrong.

Antics by Interpol sounds nowhere as refined or as gloomily interesting as Turn on the Bright Lights. There's no lush guitarwork or intricate bass. Paul Banks's quasi-tuneless voice does not compliment the shitty lo-fi sound they've adopted. They just kind of fall flat. The lyrics are as dumb as they ever were, except they're more noticeable now. Out of the 10 tracks I've listened to, maybe 4 or 5 are worthwhile. Dismal, as compared to their debut album which was, from start to finish, absolutely brilliant.

The Faint's Wet from Birth just plain sucks. It's worse than Danse Macabre. It's worse than Blank-Wave Arcade. They've moved away from the electro-punk thing. Now they sound like Aphex Twin with lousy vocals and Space Invaders effects. There are only three worthwhile songs on their new album, and they're not that great, to be honest. I don't know what happened to their singer, he sounds so much less strung-out than on their other albums, which is not a good thing, in this case.

Finally, the release of Trail of Dead's new album World's Apart is being pushed back until January of next year, because Eminem and U2 are releasing new albums in October. Oh, and No Doubt is too, but it will probably blow, like their last two or three albums.

Other albums I've recently listened to that sucked horse cock: The Cure by The Cure, Mouthful of Love EP by Young Heart Attack, and whatever Muse's album is called.

Fuck the music industry. Thank God for mp3s, because I'd be really pissed off If I'd paid for this drivelling shit.

Listening to: "Dust Rises Again" by The Faint (Just to remind me of the good old days, when The Faint didn't suck)