After four years since their last, not exactly brilliant, album "Warning," Green dDy returns with a new work that is truly lively and well above the expectations, now low, that had formed among the band's fans after this long, not-so-bright period. The latest effort by the "Green Days" can be considered a rock opera, and to demonstrate this, the album features two songs each lasting a full nine minutes, divided into five "chapters" that practically tell a story. The first of the two, "Jesus Of Suburbia," is a truly remarkable and well-crafted song that, despite its length, flows smoothly and can be considered one of the best tracks on the entire album. The same cannot be said for the second, "Homecoming," which at times becomes boring but still achieves a passable level. The album is then composed of songs quite different from each other but that aim to criticize the American government and, in particular, Bush. The opener "American idiot" is proof of this and is truly a good piece in the Green Day style, simple and easily memorable. Skipping the second song, which I have already discussed, we arrive at the third "Holiday," also of very good quality and with that usual punk style tainted with pop that characterizes the second punk wave of the nineties as well as the style of Green Day.
We then reach the beautiful "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams," a slow rock piece with an excellent chorus, only to sadly pass to the mediocre "Are We The Waiting," anonymous and uninspired: really underwhelming. Fortunately comes the very fast and excellent "St Jimmy" which somewhat reminds of Green Day in the times of "Dookie," followed by "Give Me Novacaine," a piece not exactly beautiful but not ugly either, and the lively "She's A Rebel." Tracks 9 and 10, respectively "Extraordinary Girl" and "Letterbomb," are two other excellent tracks, enjoyable and fully appreciable. As tradition dictates, there is the usual ballad, and here it comes with the title "Wake Me Up When September Ends," which, although featuring a really insistent refrain, manages to be one of the most beautiful and melancholic songs of the entire album. Skipping the twelfth track, already previously analyzed, we come to the concluding "Whatshername," a very worthwhile piece that closes the album beautifully.
In conclusion, it can definitely be said that this is an excellent album although it might not sit well with the more demanding listeners, who might have preferred a less "commercial" work. However, Green Day is like this now, and in a way, it's perhaps a good thing since, by turning on the television to the well-known music channels, we might get to hear some nice punk rock piece, even if commercial, and not the usual crap branded Marco Masini or Lee Ryan! Take it or leave it.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 American Idiot (02:56)
Don't wanna be an American idiot
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria
The subliminal mind fuck America
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who are meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Well maybe I am the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along to the age of paranoia
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who are meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the media
Information age of hysteria
It's going out to idiot America
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who are meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
03 Favorite Son ()
He hit the ground running,
At the speed of light.
The star was brightly shining,
Like a neon light.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
A fixture on the talkshows,
To the silver screen.
From here to Colorado,
He's a sex machine.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
But isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty bloody sad,
but isn't it a drag?
A clean-cut All-American,
Really ain't so clean.
His royal auditorium,
Is a murder scene.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
Oh, isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
Isn't it a drag?
It's pretty bloody sad,
but isn't it a drag?
Well no one says it's fair.
Turn a teenage lush,
To a millionaire.
Now where's your fuckin' champion?
On a bed you laid.
He's not the All-American,
That you thought you paid.
It's your favorite son.
It's your favorite son.
But isn't it a drag?
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By Stràfiko Piezzecore
This results in 'American Idiot,' a public denunciation of George W.'s administration set like a rock opera.
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By rebel1
American Idiot particularly reveals the ideals of the band, it’s an anthem against America and the American people specifically defined as (idiots)!
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By The Punisher
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By paloz
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It’s a concept album in every respect! No discussion!