||[May. 15th, 2007|12:26 am]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
This may sound strange because I'm not an angsty teenage frat boy, but I'm a big fan of Linkin Park. I like their 2000 CD Hybrid Theory so much I still play it on occasion, all these years later. Their 2003 follow-up, Meteora, was also good, if a bit lackluster in comparison.
Then they released some kind of remix album that I couldn't care less about. Truth be told, I've yet to meet a remix album I like. The one exception might be Nine Inch Nails' Further Down the Spiral, but even that pales next to the original Downward Spiral.
So I've waited four years for an album of new material from Linkin Park, and now, finally, it's here: Minutes to Midnight. But before I let out a big yay, I have to hold my horses. First there was an annoyed email from leethomas about how lame the first single is. I told him I'd reserve judgment until I read some reviews, but now the reviews are in.
Entertainment Weekly gave it a C-. Worse, they wrote that Linkin Park's signature rap-rock style is gone altogether, replaced by generic nü-metal that sounds like it wouldn't be out of place playing over the end credits of a cheapie horror flick.
One of the things I always liked about Linkin Park was their lack of swearing. I have nothing against swearing per se -- I do it quite often myself -- but I think it takes an extra dose of creativity to write songs as hurt and angry as "By Myself", "A Place for My Head" and "Pushing Me Away" without resorting to dropping the F-bomb. But it seems even that is no longer the case. EW quotes the line "Put me out of my f---ing misery" from the song "Given Up". Sigh.
Sounds to me like Linkin Park is over.