Another statement on the struggles of suburbia.
Twenty One Pilots is one of those bands. You know, the kind born and bred to cater to the frustrated teen, who’s sick of school, sick of people, sick of life, sick of convention. Down in the suburbs, the struggle is real. Musically, their style is characterized by a combination of hip hop, alternative rock, and electronica. Think, Linkin Park toned down, sacrificing primal anger for more existential subject matter. Their latest album, Blurryface, continues this trend of smart dance music, and I must say, I was actually pretty pleased by the effort. A lot of ear candy here, spotted here and there with a variety of influences, such as reggae in “Ride” and symphonic moments in “Fairly Local.” So, what we have here is a delicious blend of genres and gimmicks. Duo Tyler Joseph and Josh Dun catered to the mass market, and although that means cheese and bread-and-butter song structures, there’s enough musical intrigue to keep the casual listener interested. I must be hungry. Don’t worry, the food metaphors are gonna keep coming.
My first taste of the band came in the form of “Car Radio” from their third LP, Vessel. The single defined the band, utilizing emotional lyrics and a powerful mixture of alternative and dance layers. This unique blend both kept Joseph and Dun in with the times, but separated them from the typical, Zedd-esque crescendo, dance numbers. Blurryface picks up where “Car Radio” started. The album explores multiple topics, attacks multiple genres. Album opener “Heavydirtysoul” is a soulful introduction to the album and does well to introduce Blurryface[‘s] subject matter. Existential, suburban rap subject matter. Sound silly? Fortunately, the track’s later, catchier lyrics save the song from its verses.
Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit.
– Twenty One Pilots, “Heavydirtysoul,” Blurryface (2015)
Okay, not quite Nietsche, but some interesting imagery, nontheless. All with the delivery of Sting’s faux-Jamaican accent and generic, angry white kid — had to be brutally honest there — timbre.
Whatever, I’m even pretty sure I heard a pacman sample in there, somewhere. That, in itself, gives the album a point or so. The following tracks continue this trend of suburban angst. “Stressed Out,” possesses the introspective lyrics that led listeners to the band in the first place. Relying on a spacey, atmospheric chorus and rapped verses, the track works in that it caters to its audience with a summary — not a compilation. More on that in a minute — of their influences. “Stressed Out,” although lyrically melodramatic, is the standout track where each used genre does not feel like a musical experiment. Here, the band found their sound and ran with it. I’ll admit, though; I was disappointed that the hook of “Stressed Out” wasn’t: “Wish we could turn back time to the good dope days.”
Amongst all this chaos, the duo still blip and bloop to get the feet moving. Yes, you’ll find some dance tunes on this album. “The Judge” and “Ride,” with their playful pop vibe, add some fun to the seriousness of the band’s lyrics. In “Ride,” for instance, the band shows its musical diversity. You can dance or think with the track, or dance and think without either getting in the way. And that’s what I like about Twenty One Pilots, their ability to adapt to the market without actually adapting. That’s probably because they use elements from so many damn genres. Unfortunately, this moves to the issue that, in all its grandeur and experimentation and convention defiance, the album lacks direction. An artfully successful album has a characteristic sound, a collection of tracks that deviate from each other for variety, but never move away from the overarching feel of the album. There’s an invisible string, in these hypothetical albums, that ties every song together. Blurryface. on the other hand, feels more like a compilation of sounds, lacking this said string, instead relying on the band’s overarching gimmick of, “look at us, we don’t just play alternative,” approach to songwriting.
The album’s lyrics brings the album down a bit as well. Like I said, Blurryface deals with introspection and emotional struggles through, what feels like, the eyes of a suburban teenager. As I listened to the album, I couldn’t get over that. At times, Tyler Joseph just sounds silly, his melodrama leaking with the death throws of the emo movement. “Tear In My Heart,” although musically catchy, tries the breakup angst approach to poetry, complete with screams and moans over an old lover. Come on, is that interesting? What emo band hasn’t described a breakup that way? The first rap verse of “Heavydirtysoul” has enough double negatives to cure the grand paradox. And “Stressed Out” is the definition of first world problems. While, at times I told the computer, “Get over yourself,” other times I told myself, “Now that’s more like it,” like during the opening verse to “The Judge”:
He must’ve forgot to close the door/As he cranked out those dismal chords/And his four walls declared him insane.
Twenty One Pilots, “The Judge,” Blurryface (2015)
Visually interesting, simple, to the point, with creative use of personification thrown in. There’s no melodrama in this track, and the lyrics work well with the instrumental’s uplifting vibe. Meanwhile, we’re back to square one with “Doubt,” this time with a mediocre rap flow and uninspired keyboard hook. That’s what is so frustrating about Joseph’s writing. There is no consistency.
With this much content, it’s hard to rate an album like this. On one hand, Twenty One Pilots continues to reach into new, musical territories, all the while drawing listeners in with thoughtful verses, and characteristic, catchy choruses. But, on the other hand, there’s no cohesive nature to the album, and the subject matter is, at times, cringe worthy. But, this is Reviews From the Other Side, damnit! Ain’t no schizophrenic pop album gonna get an undecided rating. Silliness aside, Blurryface is an enjoyable output from the Midwestern duo that shows promise for future releases. If you’re looking for some flavor amongst the pop catologue of modern artists, Blurryface is for you.
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