Context – migrating my server
One of these days I’m going to look up a band’s genre before I listen to them. Spotify’s “New Releases” section is a trap, and I don’t appreciate being tricked again.
We Are Leo has a name that suggests it was either another post-rock band or maybe a pop-punk/emo band. I know I haven’t listened to an emo album in a while. We’re running out of spring to keep the Emo Spring moniker alive. Maybe it died with Moose Blood. Still, finding four new bands that I would happily add to my steady rotation is not a bad haul for a season. If Emo Spring makes an Irish Goodbye I wouldn’t be too bummed. I’ll just be in my room, grateful for the resurrection of my love for emo, totally not crying to “Cherry”.
But I still had high hopes that We Are Leo would be something over-dramatic and delightful to wrap up an overwhelmingly stressful week. Can you grasp the spirit of what I’m going for?
Imagine my surprise when this generic ass techno-pop comes on. Yea, nothing at all like the night I was trying to have. But I try to keep an open mind; after all, I could imagine Interparty System going a bit more mainstream. We do live in a post-Skrillex world, so I know that misguided emo kids sometimes tricks you into grooving, as We Are Leo does like one and a half times. I should admit that I have a soft spot for Metro Station, so maybe if I give this like a two songs’ worth of a chance I could find something redeeming about The Rush & The Roar. People who make generic ass techno-pop are also salt-of-the-earth musicians, too.
And then I get to the song “Warrior”, which is all about “the one who turns the weak into the strong // you were made to be a warrior.” I thought “No, surely not again. Surely there would have been a sign before now.”
Can you guess what’s about to happen?
How many times am I going to fall for this? When will I learn?
When, I beg you?
Not today, dear reader. Not today.