Last October, Saves the Day released their ninth studio album. Appropriately (or maybe lazily) titled 9, the album has been said to be an autobiographical representation of the band’s 20-something year career in music. And honestly, that sounds like a great idea on paper. Quite frankly however, maybe it should have stayed on paper, with the history of Saves the Day getting a book treatment instead.
If you take 9 at face value, it’s an enjoyable album. The music sounds good- the first half of the album is full of throwbacks to the band’s earliest days when they were primarily Lifetime wannabes. “Suzuki” is barely a minute long, and “It’s Such a Beautiful World” was written to be shouted by a crowd back at the band. Even the cheesefest that is the album’s opening track, “Saves the Day” is fun if you just want to hear Saves the Day play a song like it’s still the late 90’s. Chris Conley’s voice is still nasally, but his singing on this record is at a considerably lower register than the last few Saves the Day records.
The main fault with 9 is that it’s really only good when taken at face value. With a lyricist like Chris Conley at the helms, an autobiography telling the Saves the Day story should work. But in a cruel and ironic twist, the album is Conley at his most lyrically shallow. Gone are the images of being a jukebox, or served up as pig. Even the clunky metaphors

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