The fact that their chart-topping-album, American Idiot, had a cacophonous mixture of power chords with a pinch of the Buzzcockian spark, along with a sprinkle of The Descendants’ penetrating rhythm sealed Green Day with a global stamp of approval.
Between Billie Joe Armstrong’s adenoidal scowl, and Mike Dirnt’s muscular guitar, Green Day seemed like a Saturday-morning-cartoon version of Freaks and Geeks – four cheeky monkeys fiercely grasping their heart-shaped grenades to blast the Bush administration, pleading potential protesters to dash to Camp David. Like a stack of Pringles, their hammering hits fit faultlessly as one to blitz their target.
When a trail-blazer like American Idiot sells a gazillion copies, we can be assured the band
Between Billie Joe Armstrong’s adenoidal scowl, and Mike Dirnt’s muscular guitar, Green Day seemed like a Saturday-morning-cartoon version of Freaks and Geeks – four cheeky monkeys fiercely grasping their heart-shaped grenades to blast the Bush administration, pleading potential protesters to dash to Camp David. Like a stack of Pringles, their hammering hits fit faultlessly as one to blitz their target.
When a trail-blazer like American Idiot sells a gazillion copies, we can be assured the band