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专辑名称: This Is Why
创作艺人: [Paramore]
音乐流派: ROCK|摇滚
专辑规格: 1碟10首
出品公司: Atlantic Records
发行时间: 2023/2/10
官方标价: £11.29 (会员免费下载)
域名语言: [en] (AI检测)
曲目介绍:
This Is Why
The News
Running Out Of Time
C’est Comme Ça
Big Man, Little Dignity
You First
Figure 8
Liar
Crave
Thick Skull
详细介绍:
On Paramore%27s first album in five years, singer Hayley Williams is worn out by the world—but weariness has never sounded more appealing. Opener This Is Why serves up disco-diva vocals and liquid-gold Chic-style bass for a tune about paranoia (This is why I don%27t leave the house/ You said the coast is clear/ But you won%27t catch me out) and the encroaching dangers of social media. If you have an opinion/ maybe you should shove it … might be best to keep it to yourself, sings Williams, who stepped away from Instagram a while back with the intention of looking up and out, rather than down. The suck of screen time—and how modern-day doom scrolling both brings us together as a community but also causes dissociation—is also the theme of The News: So far from the faultline … I%27m safe inside/ But I worry and I give money/ And I feel useless behind this computer, she sings, while the percussion skitters. Deliciously, it would%27ve fit right in on the band%27s 2007 classic Riot! But they%27ve learned a lot since that album, including how a velvet hammer is just as effective as nonstop thunderous bludgeoning. Songs like Figure 8 and angular You First (featuring the great line I%27m both the killer and the final girl) mix emo hallmarks and more subtle, even lush dynamics. Running Out of Time—with its lament of there never being enough time to do everything you want or feel obligated to do—finds Williams trying on silky, Lisa Stansfield-style vocals on the verses and pure agitation elsewhere, against funky guitar and drum splashes. She also gets playfully experimental with C%27est Comme Ça, a punky track that finds the singer trying on an affect that is a little bit goth and a little bit Rockwell á la Somebody%27s Watching Me: In a single year, I%27ve aged one hundred/ My social life, a chiropractic appointment/ Sit still long enough to listen to yourself/ Or maybe just long enough for you to atrophy to hell. (That said, the singer has admitted that I%27m trying to get un-addicted to a survival narrative.) There%27s a floaty ballad (Liar), tense post-punk guitars contrasted with disco-ball dreaminess (Big Man, Little Dignity) and a plush Cocteau Twins moment (Crave). Uneasy listening at its best.