Oh yeah, Oh yeah, everything is terrible
Buying marijuana makes you feel like a criminal
These are my favorite opening lines to any album, and they’re sung in the beginning of Tellin’ Lies, the first track on The Menzinger’s newest album After the Party. It’s an incredible opening track to an album that has carried on the torch of 2016’s best year of music into 2017. It’s filled with time tempo changes, perfect uses of “whoas” and “OHos,” and sets the stage for the rest of the album. Every time I listen to it, I want to paint the walls with Lonestar and never sleep again. The entire album is great, a picture filled with of images taken from raucous years spent in sleeping bags on hotel rooms, awful people you regret ever spending time with, people you loved very much who no longer exist, and it’s a reflection on what is actually important, what you should take from that decade to the next.
Every time I listen to After the Party, I want to start it over again just so I can listen to that first track. It’s perfect for the album, and it’s the perfect encapsulation of a great band that music critics will finally turn their pen towards, using phrases like “their most complete effort yet” and “it’s their most concise song writing” (when really they’ve done this for the last six years and sordid hipsters are trying to just get on a boat that made multiple voyages that they missed). It’s up there with Christmas Card by Joyce Manor, An Introduction to the Album by The Hotelier, Campaign for a Better Weekend by Bomb The Music Industry!, Factory by Band of Horses, Jeopardy by Run The Jewels, and Stay Vicious by The Gaslight Anthem as some of my favorite opening tracks I’ve ever heard.
So listen to this song. Listen to this album. Think about being 25 years old again or think about becoming 30 years old. It’s loud, fast, fun, and very pretty. If you need something FUN to do next month, they are going on tour with Jeff Rosenstock and you should go! I’ll be up there in Austin with all the children smoking hand rolled cigarettes, screaming my lungs black, and going to work the next day red-eyed and dry.
That’s all I have. Enjoy your Saturday while you do whatever it is that you do, and remember the same rules apply that always do in the comments below.