can’t wait for this.
well since i post this. the album finally out. so it worth to hear. in my opinion it’s just a new sense of BMTH.
Live From The Crime Scene
I hate the word "image" - it's such a dirty word. We wanted to do something that we all liked. It just came out the way we wanted it. - Patrick
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and new comeback kid albuuuuuum. still still old skool taste. two thumbs up for this.
new tdwp ep. zombie ep. i guarantee they got another “sick” tunes. so stoooooked for this. you better listen.
rufio new album ! stooooooked for this. re-united with two new comer. still good. still swing. check ‘em out http://www.purevolume.com/rufio
23 The Who Sell Out (Deluxe Edition)
Designed to replicate England’s teen-targeted pirate radio stations, this 1967 masterpiece is the rock equivalent of Andy Warhol’s soup cans. Kitschy jingles and the Who’s fake commercials for real products mix with pop tunes about the anxieties of youth (“Tattoo”) and troubled relationships (“I Can See for Miles”). The stereo mix showcases choirboy harmonies, while the second disc’s mono mix throbs with John Entwistle’s meaty bass. A whopping 27 outtakes and alternate versions make this the definitive Sell Out. ( BARRY WALTERS - Rolling Stone )
The Stone Roses : Legacy Edition
Released in the spring of 1989, the debut album by the Stone Roses remains a blast of magnificent arrogance, a fusion of Sixties-pop sparkle and the blown-mind drive of U.K. rave culture. It opens with the commanding jangle of “I Wanna Be Adored” — singer Ian Brown pressing his case in a cocky whisper, through miles of reverb — and ends with Godlike ego, the extended tribal-dance party “I Am the Resurrection.” Everything in between still sounds just as bold and fab: the spangled-Clash gallop “She Bangs the Drums”; the glass-rain guitars and sighs in “Waterfall”; guitarist John Squire’s psychedelic spinout in the dark sprint “Made Out of Stone.” But Brown, Squire, bassist Gary “Mani” Mounfield and drummer Alan “Reni” Wren had only one great record in them; by 1996, they were gone, ruined by infighting and a mediocre follow-up, 1994’s Second Coming.
The two-dozen-plus extra tracks spread over the multiple editions of this reissue underscore the sober truth: The Roses were, at best, briefly brilliant. They sound hesitant and brittle on their demos. There are strong B sides and outtakes (“Standing Here”) but also too much backward-tape nonsense. The Roses had one more flash of glory, the 1989 single “Fools Gold,” nine minutes of simulated-Ecstasy rhythm and glee. That original first LP, though, is the main reason their audacity matters. Everything else, fascinating as it is to have and hear, is mostly lead-up and letdown. ( DAVID FRICKE - Rolling Stone )
It’s true: Black Kids know how to get down. The interracial crew’s “I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance With You” was last year’s hottest indie-rock tail-wagger — a campy mix of pillow-fight synth-pop and B-52s giddiness. Rerecorded versions of “Boyfriend” and other songs from the band’s 2007 EP, Wizard of Ahhhs, make up the best moments of their sugary debut LP — which is a tad worrying. But with Brit-pop vet Bernard Butler behind the decks, these Floridians still toss out an impressive 10-song party grenade. Their remake of Ahhhs’ “Hurricane Jane” is a gender-twisted disco jam, with frontman Reggie Youngblood mewling like Robert Smith and confessing, “I want you here inside me,” to the title’s tomboy. “I’ve Underestimated My Charm (Again)” is a hyperactive fever dream of Brill Building pop. “Listen to Your Body Tonight” nods to “Take Your Time (Do It Right),” the S.O.S. Band’s slinky 1980 electro-funk strut, with Youngblood urging boys and girls to jump into bed with someone. He might convince you to do so too. ( Will Hermes - Rolling Stones )
