One Direction's "Midnight Memories" Too Easily Forgettable

If there are any One Direction fans out there in the blog reading audience I beg you please don't go postal after reading this review. The newest batch of boy band wonders has a new album "Midnight Memories" in the pipeline and its title track doesn't amount to much more than some peppier than usual wallpaper. Sure the harmonies are agreeable but there isn't any extra firepower to make me want to add it to the repeated listening pile. For the uninformed it is Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Harry Styles, and Louis Tomlinson who make up One Direction. They come to us from London. Who knows if they'll ever inspire hoards of screaming girls the way The Beatles did in their day. Yes, I know. That's kind of like comparing a trike to a moped but we shall see if the One Direction followers outgrow the fivesome. On the lyric front all the trappings of the pop star high life are evident. There's the plane to new hotel Point A to Point B. Harry's responsible for providing us with this glimpse into their orbit. Louis then chimes in with the claim that he's at the age where he knows what he needs. Truth be told he's all of 21 years old, street legal to put that in slang term. I went on a vacation trip to New Orleans. I was into my first year of classes at Austin Community College. I definitely did NOT know what I needed backwards and forwards. The strutting tactic I'm sure goes over well with the youngest of the young ladies. The chorus focuses squarely on the titular midnight memories. Young man and young woman stumbling in the street. Then Liam pops in with the eye popping description of his ladylove. She's "five foot something with the skinny jeans". He wants her to follow him rather than looking back. Niall doesn't care how much money gets spent. Tsk tsk...No retirement worries for you lads? Methinks not and, besides, why yuck up a picture of adorable bliss with something as wretched as reality. Ah yes, being with the best buds and fueling the economy. That's what it's all about. On the plus side parents everywhere aren't likely to launch conniptions upon getting wind that their daughters are listening to a delicate truffle like this. On the other hand they won't likely sense the emotional growth of still somewhat impressionable young minds. "Midnight Memories" is cotton candy light on the musical tongue. Too bad it, like the common circus show candy, fades away in the breeze quicker than a song in the library of a momentum gathering 21st century boy band should. The pop music game is all about staying front and center in the public's imagination. I'm afraid One Direction doesn't cut the mustard in that department.