Despite the finger-in-throat obnoxious album name, this is a good fucking disc. Sure, it’s nothing new, just peppy… (sigh) indie postcore punk (fucking genres) with the same dopey lyrics everyone’s used to. My Chemical Romance is mostly peppy Thrice sifted with the utmost ear friendly pop that Blood Brothers ever made, and as I said, it’s pretty fucking good. Tracks like “Honey This Mirror Isn’t Big Enough For the Two of Us” and “Drowning Lessons” are among the highlights on this album.
While all of the tracks are redeemable, by the 7th or 8th song, I do start getting sick of listening to the CD as, if anything, the band has almost the same direction (especially vocally) in every track. All in all, a very good release, making it obvious why they’re now on a major, and I’ll check ’em live. And hey, good job Geoff Rickly (yeah, Thursday’s Geoff) for producing this album. It’s a jelly!
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