Thirty three years and 16 albums later and Bad Religion show no signs of slowing down. There was a dark period there when I was afraid that they had nothing else to give, but three songs into the new album, and I feel like slapping myself silly. Bad Religion’s last album is the one that worried me a bit. Was it ALL bad? No, no it was not, but still, not every song resonated with me, as with their past albums. It was dramatic, let me tell you. I was dramatic. I was under the assumption that my punk rock heroes were getting old. WRONG! They had one so-so album and here I am having panic attacks. Why? Because they’re Bad Religion. They reinvigorated the Southern California punk scene, hell, they reinvigorated me for Christ sake! Why couldn’t every song be up to par on The Dissent Of Man? Because it was wasn’t and I’ve learned to live with that. That was 2010.
There was a dark period there when I was afraid that they had nothing else to give…
Up until a week ago, I didn’t even know that Bad Religion were in the process of releasing their next audiophonic fare, True North. Well, it was released today and currently six songs into the new record and I wish a tear would fall from one eye, because that’s what it feels like should be happening. This is the Bad Religion I remember. The songs are played fast, the lyrics are thought provoking, the musicianship of the band is fluid electricity.
I wish a tear would fall from one eye, because that’s what it feels like should be happening.
If you are a fan of Bad Religion, then you’ll love this album. It’s a Bad Religion record. The formula is unwavering. It is what it is. Fantastic punk rock in under 3 minutes a song. What does that mean? Am I telling you NOT to purchase this album because it’s more of the same? No. I’m telling you to purchase this album because it’s fan-fucking-tastic! There is nothing wrong with formulaic music if it works, and when it concerns Bad Religion, it’s been working in spades.
Bad Religion has always had it: the energy, the lyrics, the musicianship. To speak with the members of Bad Religion, they’ll probably tell you that they chose punk because it was most accessible to them, music wise. Well, okay, that’s why a lot of people formed punk bands. You knew in forming a punk rock band that you didn’t need to be Randy Rhoads, you just had to get in there and do it yourself. What else could punk rock be about, if not for their d.i.y mentality? Bad Religion showed you that there’s nothing wrong with d.i.y. Why pine for years after a record company that cares not for your “art”? Why not do it yourselves? They did, and look how it’s been paying off (Epitaph is the premiere in punk rock labels, and it’s founder, Mr. Brett Guerwitz, founded said company so he could release his upstart band’s music. The band? Bad Religion….. but I digress.)
…when it concerns Bad Religion, it’s been working in spades.
True North is formulaic indeed and listening to it, one can’t help but harken back to some Bad Religion albums of past glory, and I for one am grateful for that. I love that this album gave me pause and left me with a few moments of “Ahhhh, memories“. Music should do that. I didn’t have so much of that feeling of “Ahhhh, memories” so much with The Dissent Of Man, but that was then, and now that album is dead only to give life to beautiful, formulaic, punk, True North. This album puts a smile on my face. There is so much to say about my punk obsession, Bad Religion, but I’ll have to reign myself in until the next time. For now, I’ll just say, welcome home boys!…..(the album just finished, and at 35 minutes long, I have to fight myself not to press play again).