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Brand New Eyes is the third studio album by the American rock band Paramore, released on September 29, 2009 through Fueled by Ramen in the United States and Canada. The album debuted at number 2 on Billboard 200 selling 175,000 copies in its first week, even becoming their second biggest album on that chart, only behind their self-titled album which debuted at number one.
The album was produced by Rob Cavallo and recorded in Hidden Hills, California from January to March 2009. It topped the charts in many countries across the world including Australia, New Zealand, Ireland and the United Kingdom, making it the band's highest charting album to date. The album was certified gold by the RIAA on January 19, 2010 for shipments in excess of 500,000 albums. It was certified platinum in the UK for selling shipments exceeding 300,000 and in Ireland for exceeding 15,000 shipments. The album won Best Album at the Kerrang! Awards 2010.
Brand New Eyes was the last album recorded by Paramore before Josh and Zac Farro left the band.
Performs Paramore's Brand New Eyes by Vitamin String Quartet
en: Brand New Eyes [info]
If you didn't like Paramore before, their third album is unlikely to sway you. They make the kind of forceful, commercial emo-pop that music lovers love to hate. However, as forceful, commercial emo-pop goes - and it does - brand new eyes is very good. It is brash and gauche, but charming.
Careful kicks off with some unabashed U2-esque spankery, and Ignorance rattles with the rapid run-on lines and screaming sass of their brilliant single Misery Business. The high polish and gallivanting chart-humpingness of it all are unavoidable (and fun, too), but the third-album thoughtfulness is plain, and the songwriting chops and pop sensibilities of the band aren't in question.
It's resplendent with shiny shouting, but this is notably toned down for the likes of dreamy midpoint The Only Exception. (It suggests they've been listening to Coldplay. This is not a bad thing.) The standout is the pretty, almost folky Misguided Ghosts. When singer Hayley Williams softens her powerful voice it's luscious, continuing to show Avril Lavigne up as the over-confident, under-likeable brat she is. Elsewhere there are oodles of melancholic hooks delivered with a cocky confidence that is more invigorating than obnoxious, and while the songs fall short of anthem status they never skimp on fiendish catchiness.
"We're not getting any younger," smirks 20-year-old Williams in Feeling Sorry - but the thing is that Paramore have apparently found the exact frequency of being 17, with all the giddy awful zinginess that encapsulates. Being 17 has been expressed in a thousand different ways and across all genres, but you know it when you hear it - the hairs stand up on your arms and spots break out on your chin. This is probably why they inspire such devotion in actual 17-year-olds - it's their music.
The triumphant All I Wanted hangs on a goosepimply wail from Williams and slouches off on a meticulously drawn-out ribbon of feedback. It's all carefully measured with edges frayed to perfection - but pop lives and dies by contrivance, and you just have to get it right. And they do.
They're a fine pop band, Paramore - earnest, slightly bolshy, and a bit heroic.