Dave Grohl pretty much defines the rock music movement today, and almost 4 years later has released the sinful glory which is Sonic Highways. Foo’s 8th album seemed to beat the stereotype of classic rock, by recording each individual track in a different American city, in iconic studios where history was made. Sonic Highways captures the essence of being American, whilst having the rock ballads to give it a soft edge, in a sort of Johnny Cash meets Red Hot Chilli Peppers way.
The first single Something from Nothing makes you just want to rock your head back and forth to Ghrol’s seductive roar as he belts out ‘Pay no mind now ain’t that something, f**k it all! I came from nothinnnnng!’ The Feast and The Famine doesn’t fail to impress either; oh god how I have missed jumping around in an empty room to myself to the guys which made up most of my youth. The stop-start electric riff and chorus which just kicks into my heart like a beating drum. Congregation makes me wish they played Foo Fighters in church. The gosepelly sing song, recorded in Nashville, just shows how well they picked location – home of gospel of course. Sonic Highways is the map to musical greatness, and everything good about this year. Subterranean recorded in the famous Seattle studio where the men’s first session took place way back in 1994, is the baby ballad of the short album, just has that dark and mysterious early-90s grunge feel to it. As the album closes with I Am a River, it is the perfect smooth and wistful end to a spectacular collection of music.
This album has worked its magic, and not due to the length of the 8 song LP style, but it definitely reminded me what I was lacking from my life for the past 3 years. Foo Fighters, work your rock’n’roll wisely with us Brits.
By Gabriella Ahmed