Review Summary: Contemporary rock music at its very finest
The Foo Fighters always seemed like prime material for a renewal, a step up to the heights thenes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it
derivative.
At its heart,
Darkness, Oh Hell is a foot-stomping monster, played from the hip in a smoky, drunken haze. It’s overly-dramatic, even theatrical in tone, but when it works, it
works. Jerry Jonesnes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it
derivative.
At its heart,
Darkness, Oh Hell is a foot-stomping monster, played from the hip in a smoky, drunken haze. It’s overly-dramatic, even theatrical in tone, but when it works, it
works. Jerry Jonesat left in them. Well, for album number seven, they come bounding out of the gate sounding as vital as any band still in the early days of their career.
Wasting Light isn’t just a return to form, it’s a rejuvenation. With a rich analogue production courtesy of Butch Vig, Dave Grohl and his merry dudes blend hard rock with pop sensibilities in a way that few could ever hope to match.
ighters always seemed like prime material for a renewal, a step up to the heights thenes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it
derivative.
At its heart,
Darkness, Oh Hell is a foot-stomping monster, played from the hip in a smoky, drunken haze. It’s overly-dramatic, even theatrical in tone, but when it works, it
works. Jerry Jonesnes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it [i]derivatiighters always seemed like prime material for a renewal, a step up to the heights thenes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it
derivative.
At its heart,
Darkness, Oh Hell is a foot-stomping monster, played from the hip in a smoky, drunken haze. It’s overly-dramatic, even theatrical in tone, but when it works, it
works. Jerry Jonesnes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it [i]derivatiighters always seemed like prime material for a renewal, a step up to the heights thenes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it
derivative.
At its heart,
Darkness, Oh Hell is a foot-stomping monster, played from the hip in a smoky, drunken haze. It’s overly-dramatic, even theatrical in tone, but when it works, it
works. Jerry Jonesnes that might have been forgivable in a new band’s work, but not for people so far into their career. And oh-my-life is it [i]derivati throughout ties it all together nicely. There’s a good chance that ‘Everlong’ will always be their best song, but
Wasting Light is easily the most consistent Foo Fighters’ album to date. Here’s hoping they keep it up, because contemporary rock music just got an injection of fun that’s impossible to resist.
