San Diego pop-punk heavies Blink-182 built a monolithic career with blunt, juvenile jokes—the title of 2001’s double-platinum
Take Off Your Pants and Jacket is about as subtle as a fleet of bulldozers. Yet most of their back catalog doesn’t feel quite as gross as their seventh studio album,
California (BMG). This has little to do with cofounding guitarist-vocalist Tom DeLonge’s replacement by
Alkaline Trio front man Matt Skiba, who wisely doesn’t try to mimic his predecessor’s Cali mewl. And the fact that all three band members are comfortably in their 40s and still playing pop-punk isn’t terribly unattractive either—whatever sound helps an artist find a truth can be the “right” sound. But on
California Blink-182 seem confused about whether they want to exist within today’s amorphous indie-pop bubble or play to their fans’ nostalgia—hell, the solemn guitar melody on the single “Bored to Death” sounds like it was xeroxed from “Adam’s Song,” a straightforwardly earnest tune about depression off 1999’s
Enema of the State. Sincerity ain’t dead, though, it’s just childish and confrontational. The record’s most memorable tune, “Built This Pool,” is a bouncing, melodic 16-second song with lyrics too delightfully idiotic to approach in any way other than to print them in full: “I wanna see some naked dudes / That’s why I built this pool.”
— Leor Galil