Finally an alt record that takes all the Franz Ferdinand Mini-Mes by the neck, rubs their faces in the lackluster heaps of discordant doodie they
30 Seconds to Mars combines the heartbreak and anguish of contemporary teen icons like Dashboard Confessional with all the sincerity of hair band power ballads, translating sunset strip fantasies to the 21st Century via self-doubt and impotence, and ending up blasting cock rock without the hard-on.
