Release Date: Mar 22, 2011
Record label: Hopeless
Genre(s): Pop/Rock, Alternative/Indie Rock, Punk/New Wave, Punk Revival, Punk-Pop
Whatever you think of their craft, they’ve mastered it... Listeners of a certain age (like, 24) may remember the negativity Yellowcard received early in their career for having the un-punk audacity of featuring a violinist in their pop-punk line-up. So it’s kind of funny that their seventh album marks their integrity being upheld far further than naysayers could ever have imagined.
Review Summary: And all the fans cheer and join in unison: YesI recently had the pleasure of dangling my copy of Yellowcard’s When You’re Through Thinking, Say Yes in front of a friend of mine, a girl that is probably one of Yellowcard’s most avid fans. Remember when we were fourteen, I asked her, when we’d lie out on your grandmother’s trampoline and talk about guys, for you, and girls, for me? We’d always play Yellowcard’s Ocean Avenue in the background on your CD player, letting Ryan Key’s vocals, those energetic guitars and drums, and Sean Mackin’s violin create the soundtrack for our memories – chiefly consisting of love, leaving home, and naivety. Of course, she said, feels like it was just yesterday.
When Florida pop punk outfit Yellowcard announced their indefinite hiatus in April 2008, it appeared for all intents and purposes that their days were numbered. No longer riding the success from platinum selling Ocean Avenue and gold certified Lights and Sounds, the band’s 2007 offering Paper Walls failed to generate the explosive response of its predecessors and found the band playing smaller venues, struggling to get radio airplay and battling mounting tension within the band itself. It wasn’t long before the band was dropped by Capitol records and the members of Yellowcard found themselves scattered across the country pursuing other interests.
We all remember Yellowcard. They were that second or third (or fourth or fifth?) wave emo band with the blond-haired pretty-boy lead singer. No, not Saves The Day. After them, but before Madina Lake. That’s right. The one with the violin. You’d almost forgotten, hadn’t you? Well, Yellowcard ….