Fueled By Ramen
2009
Hot Mess (Explicit)
About This Album
Cobra Starship would likely be the first to agree if you were to call them a joke band. The goofball lyrics, the kitsch-en sink approach to the music, and the day-glo visual images they portray are the work of a band that doesn't take itself seriously at all. The only point of contention would be whether the joke is funny and worth telling repeatedly, or if it's an annoying one that may have been funny once but is now wearing itself thin. If you are in the latter camp, then Hot Mess will hold no appeal for you at all. The silly dance pop, lightweight emo pop, and generally irreverent approach to music will make you want to break the disc in half. On the other hand, if that list sounds good to you, then Hot Mess is just what you'll want to be spinning on hot summer nights, late-night dance parties, and girl/boy's nights out. That their sound includes healthy doses of cheerleader chants, glam rock shouts, corny synth lines (played on the most cheesy of all synths, the keytar), mindless dance beats, arena rock guitars, totally fake hip-hop poses, '80s pop rip-offs, and vocodered vocals makes it a near-perfect pop sound for the age of short attention spans, gossip girls, and guyliner, and sounds like exactly what the title promises.
Track List (try tracks 1,2,5,8 and 10)

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