Reviews of Albums I Downloaded Six Years Ago and Haven't Listened To Until Now - Part II: Green Day - nimrod.

In 1997, Green Day could do no wrong. They burst on the modern rock scene a few years before with a fresh sound that blew away more seasoned acts like Blues Traveler and Dave Matthews Band, and were more enthusiastic about being in the limelight than Nirvana and Pearl Jam. Copycat acts were popping up everywhere, because, face it, how hard can it be to learn three chords and shout into the microphone?

Then, Green Day released Nimrod. Starts off with Nice Guys Finish Last. Pretty standard Green Day fare. Then the next track starts off with what? A viola solo? Oh, there's the guitar. This is definitely Green Day. That was weird for a second though.

The next track is more of the same, with lyrics that scream at the world, “ I don't care at all. Not even a little bit.”

Then, about halfway through the CD, there's an instrumental break. Odd. Surf-rock inspired. Odder still. It's the longest track on the album. Wow.

Even though 1997 me never even noticed this track, 2007 me wants to list Jinx, bongos, horns, vibes, strings and all as the best track on the disc, possibly even the best in Green Day's catalogue.

Which probably means they meant for it to be a joke.

Back in with your standard Green Day punk rock for the next 6 tracks, with a signature pair of songs rolling into each other a la Brain Stew/Jaded.

Then something very frightening happened. I remember laughing and making fun of Green Day's lack of musical skill and talent prior to this album's release. Their dependence on distortion and amps for their signature sound was almost legendary as far as I was concerned. The phrase “Acoustic Green Day” was a joke because these chaps had never once even so much as picked up an acoustic guitar.

That's not even the worst part. Evidently, immediately after this single was released to heavy rotation radio play, it somehow became the default background music for ever amateur slideshow in the US from that point forward.

I speak (with loathsome fury) of Good Riddance (Time of Your Life).

Who told these punk rockers it was okay to be deep and introspective? Whose idea was it for these uncontrollable rockers to sit on a barstool and pick, when their entire history and fan base demand that they do nothing more than palm muting and strumming?

Probably their label.

And they were extremely right. The proof is in the stacks of cash that the execs over at Reprise sleep on each and every night.

At this point, it seems like the only motivation for an amateur slideshow producer to use this song is for a guaranteed tear-jerk festival. Somehow, I guess seeing photos of people you're never going to see again combined with this track are a double whammy the tear ducts just can't resist.

Following this track is the throwaway Prosthetic Head. Interchangeable with the rest of the tracks on the album.

In conclusion, It's mostly a Green Day album. There were a couple of curveballs, including a track I've only recently rediscovered. I'm gonna spend some quality time with Jinx and sweep the rest of the album under the mat. I'd like to do something more permanent with Good Riddance, but I guess that damage has already been done.

If you want quality Green Day, reach to the back of the shelf and grab Dookie or Insomniac and leave nimrod. resting where it is.

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