Album Review: Brian Fallon | ‘Sleepwalkers’

Over at Best Fit, I did a short piece on Brian Fallon’s second solo LP, Sleepwalkers.

If you like Fallon’s classic rock worship, you’ll like pretty much anything he’s ever done, including this new record.

Here, he throws in a few new flavors to his Springsteen-isms. It’s not a great album, but at least give the fun lead single “Forget Me Not” a try. That, or you could just check out his slightly superior first album, Painkillers.

Hundred Word Reviews: Fall Out Boy | ‘M A N I A’

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The worst kind of pop record: one that spends its entire runtime insisting on its greatness instead of actually proving it. Yeah, FOB can still write a killer hook, but it’s buried under Top 40 production with an everything-and-the-kitchen-sink mentality. (That they included the album’s title and one song title in all caps suggests partial self-awareness.) Sure, guitars make an occasional appearance, but their function is less songwriting tool than reminder of their existence. At one point Stump asks, “Are you smelling that shit?” Great question, but you should be looking in the mirror when you pose it.

Carrie Underwood feat. Ludacris | “The Champion”

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So yeah, this happened.

The queen of country finally decided to make a bland Top 40 pop song with even blander lyrics (“I’m a fighter like Rocky/ Put you flat on your back like Ali”). The premier vocalist of this generation is utterly wasted on this pap.

And Luda? He fucking does the each-letter-stand-for-X thing for his verse (“The ‘I’ is for integrity, innovative career”). Also a waste of talent. Goddammit.

Not even a Patriots-less Super Bowl can justify this vapidity.