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Brand New is perhaps best known for being everyone’s favorite band to either love or love to have. The Long Island group’s fourth studio album, Daisy, manages to bring the divisiveness to a whole new level.
The contrast between “soft and slow” and “loud and fast” that Brand New has made a staple of their songwriting style takes on a whole new life in Daisy. Individual tracks play out as those portions dynamic components for the album instead of each track possessing those traits internally. The “fast and heavy” tracks, most notably the album’s opener, “Vices”, are relentless in their determination to show off just how much noise the boys of Brand New can make. The slower tracks, such as “Bed”, present a conscious break from the pop punk choruses of the past.
The album feels much weaker lyrically than past albums, especially when compared to their 2006 album, “The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me”. The rhyme schemes often come off as simplistic and uninspired. Despite is lyrically weakness their are a few poetic bright spots on the album (e.g. “Gasoline”, “You Stole”, and the albums title track, “Daisy”).
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You heard right. I’ve got the swine flu. Fun times right? It’s only been one day and i’m getting stir crazy being quarantined in our bedroom. Worst part is i’m stuck her until atleast saturday. Whoever gave this to me… i hate you.
there are times in my life when i can’t understand
why i do all these things to myself
i bend till it breaks, keep forcing mistakes
push my love to the back of the shelf
i’m a damned foolish man, selfish bones in my hands
a tongue that’d make you weak at the knees
a bundle of sticks, set fire at the tips
try to burn down a forest of dreams
let the news ticker read that it wasn’t me
but the monster i’ve found that i am
a love like we’ve got, a heart in the hands
of a captain without a clear plan
but i…
i won’t let this ship go down
even the purest of love, when set sail to the sea
can be tested by tempest when tossed
the proof of a ship is how its hull holds
when its faced with a storm and its cost
i have faith in this heart, though tattered and torn
that it can weather the weight of the world
the beauty, the grace of your elegant state
unmatched by a strand of pure pearls
still resisting to wake up to the face a new sun
just like all those long years ago
but now i dream of a life, where we don’t have to fight
just to rest in our love and its glow
let the news ticker read that i’m not in it for me
but the need that i’ve found that i have
for a love like we’ve got, a heart in the hands
of a captain without a clear plan
but i…
i won’t let this ship go down