Panic! at the Disco. Jesus. I wish I could find the picture I'm looking at here in RS; I don't need to hear a note. Garbage.

Wait'll you get the SPIN with Fall Out Boy on the cover. I can't decide who I hate more, the chump with the hat, or the Klosterman-a-like.

YELCH!

band names just keep getting worse and wrose

From AMG: **

Review by Johnny Loftus

The state of pop-punk/emo in 2005: it's hip to be self-aware. "Dear studio audience," Panic! at the Disco vocalist Brendon Urie quavers in "Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage." "I've an announcement to make/It seems the artists these days are not who you think." He goes on to shout out, "Applause! applause!" His lyrics also say he's the narrator, but that's for debate. Because later on A Fever You Can't Sweat Out Urie's hooting about meeting the press and his band being a "wet dream for the webzines," so who's worrying about stardom now, the narrator or Panic! at the Disco? With Fever it's clear that the MySpace revolution has come full circle -- no longer just a convenient promotional tool, the site is now something to sing about. Writing music that webzines actually want to cover should be more important that assuming they will and then obsessing over it. But bands like Panic! at the Disco don't see that. On Fever they fill the gaps between their formulaic guitars and warbling urgency (interchangeable groups include the Academy Is... and Fall out Boy) with painstakingly layered vocals, trumpet, vocoder, and weird breakdowns of rickety piano or synths. This is a band in love with making a record -- making a statement -- but there's nothing unique inside, neither in their formula nor the vaunted and sticky production. Panic! at the Disco's name doesn't even ring true -- the guitars, keyboards, and bittersweet vocals of the Panic Division ring close enough to cause real identity problems.

while we're on the subject, can someone explain the popularity of hawthorne heights?

They're from Vegas.

Maybe we could find somebody to kill them, then stash 'em in the desert in a spot where no one can find them.

I know just the guys

Say da woid.....

You ain't a-kiddin'. A few days ago, I picked up 2 at the used CD emporium- Magna-Fi and Liquid Gang. I like the music ok, but Magna-Fi? Liquid Gang?

Yes, we/they are officially out of good names.

fp

they look like a bunch of MySpace fags.

fathers need to start whoopin' up on their kids again.

An acquaintance of mine (can't really call her a friend cause she's really annoying) argued with me for hours that Panic at the Disco and Motion City Soundtrack are better and more important than the Replacements and the Pixies. Words can't even describe what went through my mind when she said that.

that's amazing. bands are getting pretty bad, but so are people. i can't even imagine how that conversation can even continue past three words.

They look like that fag from the Unicorns.

i would've bitchslapped her right then and there.

i'm not one for eloquent retorts but even still in that situation i'd probably be choking on my own rage.

wow.

i cannot tell the difference between panic and fall out boy......

damn less then jake for hooking these shitty bands up and releasing them to major labels......not that LTJ is a prize either.....

aren't they coming to the same ltj-associated label that brought us such gems as the impossibles and... somebody else probably too? that frodus album was pretty good. anyway, yeah, the impossibles were good.

this is my favorite thread title of 2005.
hands down.

You guys have ruined me.

I made a brief mention of these guys in a livejournal post saying how, now that I work at a mainstream record store, I'm going to feel bad trying to convince people to buy shit like this and Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance. And the shitstorm was humongous.

I leave my computer for a few hours and come back to 20+ entries with all my friends fighting amongst each other. I was called a snob and a musicphile and self-centered. And that I should respect bands like Kiss and Metallica because they enjoy what they do.

Wow.

Isn't "Panic in the Disco" a lyric from Electric Six? Oh wait, that's FIRE in the Disco. Same difference.

Electric Six are great

It's not being a musicphile, its called being someone with more discerning and diverse taste. And who cares if they enjoy what they do as musicians, it doesn't and shouldn't change the way one feels about their music.

Ah, Fuelled by Ramen - I knew thee once.

The Impossibles, The Stereo,... other bands not featuring members of either the Impossibles or Animal Chin.

'99 was a good year.

Should have broken the "bros 'fore hoes" dictum though and hit that chubby bisexual "artist" girl six ways from Thursday.... Oh, to live again - if only.

... Oh very young...