Twenty One Pilots - Quiet is Violent (2014)

Y'all have seen that video where that kangaroo gets a dog in a headlock and then a dude punches said kangaroo in the face, right? I don't even know how many times I've seen that video due to it being edited in so many ways, but if you can watch that version of it where it uses the VATS system from the "Fallout" game series and not giggle, you are a much stronger person than I am. You might be asking what punching a kangaroo in its fuckin' shit has to do with Twenty One Pilots, but really, not much, that's just how we (I) roll at Curbstomp Chronicles motherfucker.

Three live renditions of what I consider to be (at least up to this point in their discography) their three best songs, and three remixes. The live tracks are just kinda okay, even if the chorus of "Holding On to You" isn't delivered with as much energy as the studio version, but "Guns for Hands" ends with an unexpected drum solo from Josh Dun that won't blow you away by any means but is a very welcome addition to the song and performance in general because the dude can definitely play better than you'd probably expect. Let's dial things back a bit for the sake of context: A few years back, I caught a ska-punk gig where Suburban Legends, Big D & the Kids Table, Reel Big Fish and the Maxies performed at, the last band being a band that claims they're from Nuuk, Greenland when they're actually from Riverside, California. Why claim that you're from Nuuk, Greenland? No idea, but they fooled us all with their fake accents and their constant use of "fuck". My friend speculated, because of their affiliation with Reel Big Fish, that "in their minds, they must think saying "fuck" gets Americans excited. Swearing is exciting for Americans! Fuck!" and if I know one thing about foreigners, and that "one thing" being something I kind of just assumed because of stereotypes perpetuated by American culture making fun of them, they like really uppity synth-heavy pop music that sounds like it'd play in the background as stock music during some scene in a Seth Rogen film where he visits a gay stripclub for some reason. The reason I bring this up is because the remixes sound like shit I could not even possibly fathom walking down my street and hearing someone, even a Twenty One Pilots fan, blare out of their car. Given the band's love for the sound of thin electronics.. That's actually pretty fuckin' impressive. Wow.

6/10
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