Soliloqui

R.I.P. F.I.R. Seriously. F.I.R.’s debut album was brilliant. Sophomore album wasn’t as good as the first but still had a few great songs like “Wuxian”, “Qiannian Zhi Lian”, “Ba Ai Fang Kai”, and “Ci Niao”. By the release of the third album this year, I can see that it’s downhill from here. They have run out of songs. The only songs I somewhat like are “Feixing Buluo”, “Yu Yinghua”, and to a lesser extent, “I Don’t Care”. If I compared this album to other Chinese pop albums coming out simultaneously, I would say that it’s not bad. But this is F.I.R. we’re talking about. I always held them in a higher regard than the others. Now they have sunk to the boring slow song level of those other dime-a-dozen artists who can hardly hold a note. Why did they let the guitarist Real write so many songs? He writes drab ballads and completely butchers LeAnn Rimes’ “How Do I Live”. Ian is basically the mastermind behind F.I.R. and now he’s too busy with his other projects to care about the group that propelled him to fame. The only song that resembles the F.I.R. I know and love is “Feixing Buluo”, which doesn’t even come close to their previous hits.