ROLLING STONE - nimrod review
green Day may have one doozy of a flashback of their
punk-rock past midway through "mimrod," the california trio's
fifth album. on the song "platypus (i hate you)" drummer tre cool's
tom-toms and mike dirnt's bass pound like a herd of charging rhinos as
singer billie joe armstrong condenses the phrase " 'cause i hate
you" into "cuz-i-hatechew." green day's pop future can be
glimpsed immediately afterward. "uptight" rolls in like a
wave, a stripped-down surf tune with an engaging, openhearted vocal,
before the guitars and the chorus crash in. then, out with the tide, is
a lush, orchestral instrumental, "last ride in," like a lost
outtake from a van dyke parks-era beach boys session.
green day tried to grow up on their previous album, 1995's "insomniac,"
but didn't seem quite sure how to go about it. the lyrics got nastier,
and the characters more depraved, while the music clung stubbornly to
the brisk tempos and concise melodies of pop-punk formula. with "nimrod,"
armstrong's juvenile sense of humor is back. on "the grouch,"
he complains, "i'm turning out like my dad," and on the ska
romp "king for a day," he imagines life as a drag queen. but armstrong's
teen-slacker protagonists can also sound almost reflective on "nimrod"
as they slide into an adult world not much more promising than the
dazed-and-confused one that they left behind. lost opportunities are
mulled over in "walking alone" and "haushinka," and
a handful are kissed goodbye on "good diddance (time of your life)."
the music also takes a broader view, with neo-psychedelic studio
touches, acoustic guitar, violins and horns flavoring the attack. melody
is emphasized, and a measure of sincerity is detectable in the singing.
"redundant," with its chiming, byrds-ian guitars and soaring
vocals, and "walking alone," with its plaintive harmonica, are
persuasive midtempo pop songs, while "good riddance" is a
surprisingly sweet folk anthem buoyed by strings. this music is a long
way from green day's apprenticeship at the gilman street punk clubs, in
berkeley, calif. but now that the band has seen the world, it's only
fitting that green day should finally make an album that sounds as if it
has.
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