Pretty much every band who zeroed in on that safe, tepid adult contemporary shtick in the mid to late 2000s had an extremely short shelf life think The Fray, Coldplay, OneRepublic and the now surprisingly resurgent Daughtry. Maroon 5's first decade in the mainstream consciousness was packed with chart topping singles, but by the time 2010's Hands All Over was released, the band was slowly fading into obscurity. What the f*ck happened?Īctually, don't answer that question. Two diametrically different identities and sensibilities under the same umbrella and instantly recognizable name. That's what it feels like to jam out to the bouncy, soulful Hands All Over and then get abruptly slapped in the face with Overexposed. Next thing you know, the world knows their name, but their music is a shell of itself, completely stripped bare of any personality or zeal. I almost picture myself in an intimate nightclub setting with an amazing live band up on stage thrilling a live audience, only to be taken aside by a record executive who promises them fortune beyond their wildest dreams. Man, listening to this album in sequence after vibing to Maroon 5's first three albums is f*cking depressing. Review Summary: More depressing than a funeral, Maroon 5 stops plateauing and starts nosediving here.
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