By: Brett Hickman |
Tuesday July 04, 2006 |
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I must say that, aside from catching him/them at Lollapalooza last year in
Chicago (where they were mercilessly and, to some degree, unfairly maligned by
Brian Jonestown Massacre leader Anton Newcombe, who was on another stage
opposite Chris Carrabba and company), seeing the "MTV Unplugged" performance,
and hearing their big radio songs, I know nothing of Dashboard Confessional's
music. Maybe I've heard it all? Judging by their latest, Dusk and
Summer, I think not.
This is oddly powerful and compelling wuss-rock. But hold on. I'm not trying
to be an asshole to Carrabba. He does this thing well and the chicks obviously
swoon for him and his writing abilities. It's well composed, thoughtful,
enchanting rock music for chicks and wussies. No harm in that, I say. Is it
great art? That depends on your view point. I say it's fun music for the
summer. It's music that is good enough to deal with if your significant other
digs it. It's far better than most of Carrabba's musical offspring, that's for
sure. And Chris's voice has gotten a lot stronger over the years, signifying
something akin to a young man's balls finally dropping. Take that you whiney,
pimply faced emo-core bands.
For such a wee man (I've seen this cat up close...he's a tiny fellow), Carrabba
commands attention vocally and musically. He's not Keats or Frost or Dylan,
but Carrabba puts his innermost thoughts and emotions to paper quite
convincingly (consider "Stolen's" passage of "We watch the season/Pull up its
own stakes/And catch the last weekend/Of the last week/Before the gold and the
glimmer have been replaced/Another sun soaked season fades away"). I'm no
poetry major, but I was struck by that verse instantly. Carrabba's a sappy
bastard, much to my own heart, if truth be told. Honestly, I could use some of
his unadorned sentimentality. We're all so scared to feel these days that it
seems as if Carrabba is a rather simple entrance back towards our humanity.
Yeah, that's stretching it, but allow me to get flowery. For that matter,
allow Carrabba the opportunity, as well as allowing yourself the same.
Dashboard Confessional's Dusk and Summer perhaps shouldn't be classified
as emo or wuss rock after all. Is there such a genre as "humane rock"? No?
Well there should be.