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Cobra Starship
While the City Sleeps, We Rule the Streets
(Fueled by Ramen/Warner)
Maybe you remember Cobra Starship from their supremely silly theme to Snakes on a Plane. Or not. Either way, you might be wondering: Is this band just a gag? And do I really want to hear a whole CD of them? Surprisingly, the answer to both questions is yes.
Confused? Here's the deal. Cobra Starship is basically a solo project from Midtown singer-bassist Gabe Saporta, augmented by producers and hired guns. But on While the City Sleeps, We Rule the Streets, that doesn't stop him from spinning a remarkably catchy set of sardonic dance-rock and pop-punk that sounds sorta like Fallout Boy or Panic! At the Disco with more wit.
Delivered with a wink and a smirk but no shortage of bite, tunes like Send My Love to the Dance Floor, I'll See You in Hell (Hey Mister DJ), The Kids are All F***ed Up and It's Amateur Night at the Apollo Creed! are a sugary alternative to the bitterness of contemporary emo.
Fangs a lot, Gabe.
Track Listing:
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1. Being from Jersey Means Never Having to Say You're Sorry
2. Send My Love to the Dancefloor, I'll See You in Hell (Hey Mister DJ)
3. Church of Hot Addiction
4. Kids Are All F***ed Up
5. It's Warmer in the Basement
6. Keep It Simple
7. It's Amateur Night at the Appollo Creed!
8. Bring It (Snakes on a Plane)
9. Ballad of Big Poppa and Diamond Girl
10. Pop-Punk Is Sooooo '05
11. You Can't Be Missed If You Never Go Away