Oh! Switchfoot.

If you didn't already know... Switchfoot has released another album. They actually released it back around Christmas... but it's taken me awhile to come around to it.


After my first listen through the album, I had to say I wasn't really that impressed... it just didn't catch me the first time through.


HOWEVER... I've since then listened to the album a couple more times and have come to love it. In fact, it may actually be my favorite of the band now.


They've kept to their ways with great heavy guitar choruses... but mixed in a couple of syncopated rhythms throughout the album as well. Awesome!

Here is a bunch of clips I put together that you can also probably hear on their site as well.
MySpace Link - iTunes Link - Amazon Link

I think the first time I bought one of their albums was way back in '99 and I've been a fan of these guys ever since. I think the reason I'm so amped on them is because of the message their singing. Coming from Christian roots Switchfoot is hitting mainstream media with lyrics that are preaching there is more to live for than what our society is telling us... which is something I've been thinking about a lot lately.

With respect to a subject I just recently posted about... here are the lyrics to a song off the Oh! Gravity album called "American Dream":

When success is equated with excess
The ambition for excess wrecks us
As top of the mind becomes the bottom line
When success is equated with excess

If your time ain’t been nothing for money
I start to feel really bad for you, honey
Maybe honey, put your money where your mouth’s been running
If your time ain’t been nothing but money

I want out of this machine
It doesn’t feel like freedom

This ain’t my American dream
I want to live and die for bigger things
I’m tired of fighting for just me
This ain't my American dream

When success is equated with excess
When we’re fighting for the Beamer, the Lexus
As the heart and soul breath in the company goals
Where success is equated with excess

‘Cause baby’s always talkin’ ‘bout a ring
And talk has always been the cheapest thing
Is it true would you do what I want you to
If I show up with the right amount of bling?

Like a puppet on a monetary string
Maybe we’ve been caught singing
Red, white, blue, and green
But that ain’t my America,
That ain’t my American dream