Ayer se estrenó el último vídeo de Green Day, el de su cuarto single 21st Century Breakdown.
El tema está incluido en el primer acto de esta rock opera que es su octavo y homónimo álbum 21st Century Breakdown.
El vídeo está dirigido por Marc Webb que, aparte de firmar sus anteriores Waiting y 21 Guns, ha realizado vídeos para Weezer, Lenny Kravitz o Nelly, entre otros muchos.
Como curiosidad, Marc Webb tiene pendiente en nuestro país su primer largometraje (500) Días Juntos, una de las comedias indie de la temporada en Estados Unidos.
El vídeo mezcla en blanco y negro imágenes de la banda en directo con la historia de amor de una pareja y su contexto político social, punto de unión de todas las canciones del álbum.
No soy gran fan de Green Day, pero reconozco que es un mérito hacer un álbum rock opera con coherencia y los premios que se están llevando este 2009 así lo demuestran.
Born into Nixon, I was raised in hellA welfare child where the teamsters dwelledThe last one born and the first one to runMy town was blind from the refinery sunMy generation is zeroI never made it as a working class hero21st century breakdownI once was lost but never was found.
I think I’m losing what’s left of my mindTo the 20th century deadlineI was made of poison and bloodCondemnation is what I understoodVideo games of the tower’s fallHomeland security could kill us allMy generation is zeroI never made it as a working class hero21st century breakdownI once was lost but never was found.
I think I’m losing what’s left of my mindTo the 20th century deadlineWe are the cries of the class of thirteenBorn in the era of humilityWe are the desperate and in the declineRaised by the bastards of 1969My name is ‘no-one’, the long lost sonBorn on the 4th of JulyRaised in the era of heroes and consThat left me for dead or aliveI am a nationa worker of prideMy debt to the status quoThe scars on my hands and a means to an endIt’s all that I have to showI swallowed my prideand I chocked on my FaithI’ve given my heart and my soulIve broken my fingersAnd lied though my teethThe pillar of damage controlI’ve been to the edgeAnd I’ve thrown the bouquetOf flowers left over the graveI sat in the waiting roomWasting my timeAnd waiting for judgment daypraise libertythe freedom to obeyIs the song that strangles meWell don’t cross the lineoooh dream, America dreamI can’t even sleepFrom the light’s early dawnoooh scream, America screamBelieve what you seeFrom heroes and cons?!Vía
