It’s not that I ever didn’t like fun. (the band, not the descriptor. Everyone likes the descriptor.) It’s just that I had sort of written them off. And I don’t think I can really be blamed for that; they had all the markings of a generic, studio-produced one-hit-wonder: the catchy tunes, the easy-to-understand lyrics, the mildly controversial content (‘My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the/Empire State’), and, most importantly, the excessive radio play.
Now, lately I’ve been reviewing past content from our site , and I stumbled upon the review that Marissa Parzei wrote on fun.’s sophomore album, Some Nights. The review intrigued me, so I did something I don’t do very often: I blindly bought the album (Note: this has only ever happened once before, and it was for Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes‘ Here).
Actually, I blindly bought both of their albums (risky, I know, but I live on the edge).
I popped their debut, Aim and Ignite. It hasn’t left my stereo yet.
Their strength in musicality is what has impressed me the most – these guys know music. Each song is still catchy (in a good – nay, great! – way), but I’ve come to notice their attention to detail, which has pushed me over the edge in the to-fun.-or-not-to-fun. debate.
I guess what I’m trying to say is this: don’t write off music just because it’s ‘mainstream’ (I’m lookin’ at you, hipsters). Good music is good music, regardless of how many people listen to it. Further, we should be happy that more people are listening to musicians who have a clear grasp of the music (read: no auto tune, can play instruments, etc). I mean, we should be happy that good musicians have “hit the big times”; after all, isn’t that what every musician strives for?