In 2000, Lifehouse released No Name Face - a refreshingly raw album lacking only in cliches and the usual hit machine formulas. It might not have been the most astounding musical set ever to be released, but I believed the lyrics and I related to the stories. That is rare these days.
Their subsequent albums had some gems too, but there was always the token pop song. More and more stuff got added to Jason Wade's voice with each passing record, but still, the love was strong.
In 2010, however, something has gone terribly wrong. The uber-bleached hair, the uber-pop sound and the sometimes unbearable lyrics have drowned the vulnerability, originality and honesty that I loved so much.
Why do bands sell out to the mainstream?
Maybe nobody cares about this except me, but I can't help feeling disappointed...
