You know that YouTube video where the scientists put the sugary sweet Mentos in the Coke bottle and the soda starts spewing out? That’s kind of how the Emo’s show with The Ready Set, The All-American Rejects and Boys Like Girls went. I like to call it a pop-splosion.
The Ready Set opened up the night with a performance that could only make me think, “Oh, wait…you’re serious about this?” The way over-the-top electronipop was like a bad sugar high headache, and every song sounded exactly like the one before, which made the show feel like one never-ending song.
The All-American Rejects took the stage next and put on the best show of the night – although that’s not saying much. The Rejects have been doing pop music for years, so they know how to make it catchy without losing all their dignity. However – and I know this is cliché and I’m going to sound like an old curmudgeon – their new music just doesn’t even compare to their old stuff. Back when lead singer Tyson Ritter used to play the bass, the band was more about playing rock music with pop influences with songs like “Move Along” and “Swing Swing.” Now it sounds like they make songs to see how loud they can get the 13-year-old girls to scream.
But let’s go back to Ritter for a second. I’m going to give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he was going for the feminine-lead-singer-rock-star thing. But Tyson, buddy, honestly you look and sound like you’re smashed. He danced around the stage like a drunken sorority girl down at Peckerhead’s, and he slurred all his words, turning the chorus of songs like “Paper Heart” into mush: “Pwease justn’t pay wiffme, my prpprr hert will beed.”
The show ended with a very long and unoriginal set from Boys Like Girls. The fact that this band was headling this show astounds me. First off, they look like they should be opening up for Of Mice & Men, not making a bunch of preteens have panic attacks. And second, their style of pop is so generic and lacks any kind of substance. It’s like eating a five of donuts for breakfast – pretty soon, you’re going to want to puke.
Pop music can be great when it’s done right with catchy melodies and lyrics you can’t get out of your head. But Boys Like Girls doesn’t play that kind of pop. They play the pop they think teens will like, which made the show nearly unbearable to the point where I was fighting the urge to leave early.