Fall Out Boy
As one of emo-punk’s earliest adopters, Fall Out Boy have come a long way since its 2001 origins. Sure, clever lyricist Pete Wentz and rough soulful vocalist Patrick Stump can yammer on about “childhood heroes having fallen off or died”, and, maybe a few driving gloved fists get thrown.
For the most part, however, MANIA is so busy, poppy, glossy and over-zealously ebullient that no one working within its confines could’ve been mopey. And that’s not necessarily a bad thing when you consider FOB’s new sugar-rushing EDM-inspired sort-of pop acts best with the quartet’s usual brand of complex melody/hook writing.
Vigorous to a fault, MANIA moves from the galvanic mega-metal of The Last Of The Real Ones, the fussy thundering electro-clash of Young And Menace, the waltzing wonk of Heaven’s Gate, to the torrid tropical house of Hold Me Tight Or Don’t awkwardly but with such bristle and floss, it works as a unified whole.
The one tune that doesn’t fit is Champions. Co-written by FOB and bluer-than-blue composer Sia Furler, the song chugs weirdly in comparison to the rest of MANIA – a raspy anthem with a sporty name and no cause or stadium to play in. And it’ll be a smash. – A.D. Amorosi/The Philadelphia Inquirer/Tribune News Service