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It is unnecessary to assert that if you are looking for even a slight glimmer of novelty here, you can simply close the page and move on. It's not surprising, in fact, that no one had yet touched upon this disc, which turns out to be the least successful among those released so far by the Canadians.
Assuming that you need to like the genre and have an open mind, "Half Hour Of Power" remains nonetheless a mediocre and passable work. And mediocre not compared to elite productions or those from another era or more "serious" genres, but even when placed in its own category, it remains really at low levels.
Considering that the same year an album like "Pennybridge Pioneers" was released, giving a nice lesson on how melodic punk could be played in 2000 by many small bands, without commercial center signs, and the following year saw the light of a work like "From Here To Infirmary" (Matt Skiba docet) which interpreted "college rock" in almost dark tones, anything but predictable.
Here instead, we border on an almost total lack of personality, a debut that follows, rightly so, those voices that label Sum 41 as continuers of the "American Pie" saga and subsequent chapters of Blink-182. Not surprisingly, more than a few choruses have peeked into various episodes narrating the hot misadventures of American college life.
An "Enema Of The State pt.2" cloying and citationist at 360°: here's the perfect summary of the internal guts of this organization chart. With the only exception being that Deryck Whibley's voice here is less irritating than that of his colleague/friend of feasts/cult-movie consumer of Jenna Jameson, Tom Delonge.
It is even difficult to frame and judge a CD with only eleven tracks, seven actual and four consisting only of negligible instrumental interludes and similar frivolities. So much so that there is still debate over whether this should indeed be considered a real full-length or just an EP, given the limited running time.
What to save? Something, like the summer anthem "Summer" (later re-inserted on the subsequent "All Killer No Filler"), fitting for the season, which boasts a riff that, once memorized, sticks in your head, with a catchy rhythm and the other anthem full of carefree and sunny notes of "What I Believe". Worth mentioning is "Another Time Around" which ends with a series of successive and continuous rolling drum beats that close the piece.
On "Dave's Possessed Hair/ What We're All About", as the title suggests, a small snippet from the track part of the Spiderman OST is introduced.
The moniker of the CD refers to the total duration of the album, which is half an hour, considering also the minutes of silence present in the last track.
The uniformity of the proposed episodes does not improve the overall quality at all, while the guitarwork is elementary and fitting the standards of other bands. In comparison, it makes the fourth album stand out distinctly.
Fortunate for us and for them, in the future, read "Does This Look Infected?" and "Chuck" then, they will mature quite a bit, transforming and changing the skin that envelops them, showing encouraging signs.
But returning to the present (2000), here the ship of the four sinks and takes on water from all sides.
Redundant and plasticky, merely dispensable.
Tracklist and Lyrics
02 Machine Gun (02:29)
and i'm up and i don't know why
but i guess that's all that counts
looking 'round as i'm holding my head
and i'm in somebody's house
the sun it hits like a punch in the face
with a headache i can't ignore
seems almost every weekend my bed is someone's floor
and so i can't keep this up
i have had enough
eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin
something doesn't seem to sit with me right
it's going out the way it went in
and so i can't keep this up
i have had enough
'cause you can count me out
i'm on to you
'cause you can count me out
i'm tired of leaving my embarassments behind
03 What I Believe (02:49)
lies and deceiving is what i'm believing
up to my knees so hard to breathe
it helps that you aren't there
can't figure out what's the right thing for me
guess i'll have to wait and see
so understanding but so far from the truth
it's what i have to live with
it's not all i wanted to be
it's not all i wanted to see
i can't keep on leading
i've left what i'm leaving
guess that's just what i believe
consciously taking and overly faking
i can't believe all the things that you're saying
seems all so simple it's all up to you
time after time
you lost what you couldn't find
it's what you could (what you could)
it's only what you could (its what you could)
don't take what you could
but i know what's up
so understanding but so far from the truth
it's what i have to live with
it's not all i wanted to be
it's not all i wanted to see
i can't keep on leading
i've left what i'm leaving
guess that's just what i believe
04 T.H.T. (00:43)
You don't have the answers but you're always blaming me.
It only lies in your behalf in animosity.
You decide it's up to you, make it what you'll be.
After all you seem to be it makes no sense to me.
Don't point your finger at me
It's all your destiny.
You believe it's all a game so quick to point the blame
And now tables have turned.
05 Makes No Difference (03:10)
Running fast and missing but cannot help convincing.
The reasons you gave me are all wearing thin.
It's not meant to hurt you but let me assure you,
It's not what I said but intentions you've read.
So when you hold onto the past then you
Will break down what little is left, yeah
There's nothing more you can't ignore,
And say it makes no difference to me.
It makes no difference to me
Now that you're older life's weighing on your shoulders.
You can't seem to keep things so perfectly straight.
With most things so basic you might as well face it.
You can't help but worry it's all just begun
So when you hold onto the past then you,
Will break down what little is left, yeah
There's nothing more you can't ignore,
And say it makes no difference to me.
It makes no difference, to me
It makes no difference, to me,
It makes no difference, to me
It makes no difference
So when you hold onto the past then you,
Will break down what little is left. yeah
There's nothing more you can't ignore,
And say it makes no difference to me.
it makes no difference
It makes no difference, to me
It makes no difference
It makes no difference, to me
06 Summer (02:40)
it's far beyond your reach
it holds a place in time
somewhere ahead is the back of the line
i can't relate
to your mistakes
awkwardly speaking with nothing to say
caught up in your life
excuses are so lame
you may be different but i'm still the same
the reasons that you thought
the attention that you caught
you say things are simple
we both know they're not
you can't let it go
wwhhooooaaaaa
you can't but i know
wwhhooooaaaaa
wwhhooooaaaaa
you don't even know
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
what you do
a million questions asked
the remnants of the past
you've always been denied
but i was by your side
i've always tried to
to understand you
the world's not learning from you
wwhhooooaaaaa
wwhhooooaaaaa
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
(wwhhooooaaaaa)
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
(wwhhooooaaaaa)
it's not in what you do
what you doooo
08 Second Chance for Max Headroom (03:51)
Ah
Not enough you passed it for a while,
You can't afford the amass of denial.
Don't explain, you can't arcane it too.
Your lies surpassed your doubt.
Don't do something you'll regret (x2)
Ah
Not enough you passed it for a while,
Your minds mistake,
The time you take,
Time worth throwing all away.
It's not enough attention,
Though you're too proud to mention,
I can't go on pretending,
That it's still the same (x6)
09 Dave's Possessed Hair / It's What We're All About (03:47)
Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
Somehow you're going on an opposite track
As we recover from another social heart attack
You think you see between the lines
But you can't see through dollar signs
So sick and tasteless now
Immature and faceless how
Can I even sleep at night you ask
You say you're a pacifist
Instead you wave your fist
And all the while it becomes the end again
Make up your mind cause I can't decide
You think uniqueulism makes you dignified
You can't see with half opened eyes
You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind
What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision
If your life was a book your story would be fiction
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
It's number 32 now here's the situation
If the beat moves your feet then don't change the station
Pack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on the tape, I'll rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Hot Chocolate and you'll see me running late
Cause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel great
And I'm Bizzy D from way down town
I'm known to rock a mic like a king with a crown
When I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootie
Hustling deals like Micky Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking
ROCK!
It's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out [x4]
You see me in 3D, I'm comin' live and direct
With a dialect most men in science can't disect
Thoughts interwoven, and let us interlock
So now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my cream
Sum 41 get wild, I get frantic
And every time we spit it the world panicks
I maybe lost my mind well I ain't through the coop
But Sum 41 just ain't about a loop
Ring a ling a ling ding dong tick tock, shit, it's all about rap
And maybe all about rock!
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