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Cobra Starship - While The City Sleeps, We Rule The Streets

Cobra Starship, When The City Sleeps, We Rule The Streets

Review by Jack Foley

IndieLondon Rating: 3.5 out of 5

COBRA Starship is the brainchild of ex-Midtown frontman Gabe Saporta and they rocketed to fame once their song Bring It (Snakes On A Plane) found its way onto the soundtrack of that movie.

They’re comprised of old friends Alex Suarez and Ryland Blackington, from The Ivy League, on bass and guitar respectively, and Nata Navarro from Armor For Sleep on drums.

The line-up was further completed when Victoria Asher was enlisted on keytar, thereby making world domination possible.

Their aim is simple – to teach hipsters to “not take themselves so seriously and telling emo kids to stop being pussies”. And their album is packed with disco-tinged pop punk and driving rock anthems that all boast a radio-friendly quality.

What’s more, they’ve recruited some excellent help to ensure their album gets noticed (particularly if you keep your ear on the US music scene), in the form of The Academy Is…, Gym Class Heroes and The Sound.

Best-known track Bring It is probably one of the weakest on the long-player. It’s a soundtrack filler. The kind that blasts out over the end credits of a movie as the audience files away. It’s more of a gimmick than a proper rock song.

But there’s some good stuff that elevates When The City Sleeps, We Rule The Streets just above the average for this kind of thing.

The Ballad of Big Poppa And Diamond Girl, for instance, is a hopelessly catchy fusion of electronica and ’80s pop sensibilities that features boy-girl vocals and a definite dancefloor vibe.

The Kids Are All Fucked Up employs more synth and guitar combos beneath a more restrained set of vocals and an X-rated chorus that even dares to drop a “doo, doo, doo” finale for extra cheesy catchiness.

And Pop Punk Is Soooo ’05 is a better example of the band at its most hard rocking, complete with a nice sense of irony in the lyrics.

It’s all definitely geared towards easy mainstream success but as guilty pleasures go, there’s plenty to get off on if you’re a fan of the American disco-tinged punk pop sound.

Download picks: The Kids Are All Fucked Up, The Ballad of Big Poppa And Diamond Girl, Pop Punk Is Soooo ’05

Track listing:

  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. The Church Of Hot Addiction
  4. The Kids Are All F***ed Up
  5. It’s Warmer In The Basement
  6. Keep It Simple
  7. It’s Amateur Night At The Apollo Creed!
  8. Bring It (Snakes On A Plane)
  9. The Ballad Of Big Poopa And Diamond Girl
  10. Pop-Punk Is Sooooo ’05
  11. You Can’t Be Missed If You Never Go Away