WARNING: This album offends life itselfBRASH electro popsters 3OH!3 have delivered an album that’s perfectly polished but ultimately corrosive to the eardrums.
Streets of Gold, the third studio album from Colorado the two-piece, is jammed with loud, obnoxious pop tunes complete with ridiculous, sometimes deliberately confrontational, lyrics that offer less substance than an empty carrier bag.
The pair tell of stories brimmed with youthful confidence – which would be fine if Nathaniel Motte and Sean Foreman both weren’t in their mid to late 20s.
Déjà Vu boasts of drunken misogynistic debauchery as they complain of going to the same bars, chatting to the same girls and getting into the same shenanigans on their, quite clearly, fun-filled nights on the tiles.
The anthemic We Are Young could cause an uprising of trendy angst-ridden teens with lyrics like “we are young, we are young/we drink and fight and we love just because” but they up their song-writing calibre in House Party, chanting “Gonna have a house party in my house”.
For most of Streets of Gold, the listener will question whether if this is serious or a parody, but worryingly it seems as if they are trying to pass this off as plausible music. What's the point of taking the piss if The Lonely Island does it a million times better?
There is a plus side to the album – the synth-heavy backing tracks, with vicious hip-hop snare beats sound current and fresh and have been crafted with style.
The streets may be paved with gold for this platinum-selling duo but this album is a challenge from start to finish.
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