By showcasing the two sides of DeLonge's musical personality, To the Stars does feel like a solo album but it also does feel a bit like a warehouse--a way to clear the decks as he preps for the next great project.
"Golden Showers in the Golden State" is almost as filthy and funny as early Blink at their best. But if this "Suburban King" wants to rise again, he may need some help from his friends.
Tom Delonge has always been an 'odd' songwriter. in blink-182s earlier days his awkward lyrics and simple style worked with their suburbanTom Delonge has always been an 'odd' songwriter. in blink-182s earlier days his awkward lyrics and simple style worked with their suburban cheeky nature, it fitted. but ever since Tom Delonge had some sort of lobotomy and decided he was 'going to change the face of rock and roll' his awkward lyrics and incredibly limited chord structures and melody lines are incredibly obvious and as a result obnoxious and infuriating.
He has had a lot of massive misses in regards to his ego pet project 'Angels and Airwaves' but this album... if thats what you really want to call it... is the ultimate demonstration of his inabilities as a musician.
it's a sporadic mix of half baked ideas and foot stamping 'I CAN DO FINE ON MY OWN HONEST' attempts at artistry opposite desperate cloying songs for the small amount of blink-182 fans still sticking around for the toilet humour.
This if anything really shows how far away he is from understanding his old fan base. His whole approach to the marketing and selling of this album was to cash in as much as possible for as little content as he could put out. He thinks his fans are rich kids who think 'pooping on your chest' jokes are funny yet at the same time incredibly willing to pretend to care about the cosmos.
The album is insulting to the eardrums and insulting to both different groups of his fans and the fact that people have given this any positivity at all is genuinely shocking.
The only passable track on the record is The Invisible Parade, and that is being quite generous. the lyrics are good by Toms standards but strange and limited by most able songwriters. the guitar work is incredibly simplistic as well but it at least feels like a song that has a point that isn't entirely about self fellatio.
All in all, this album is as bi-polar as it is hard to listen to. for your own sake, I recommend you give it a miss.…Expand
