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Here the band trades buzzsaw punk for acoustic-driven folk-pop, more Kinks than Ramones, all jangle and sigh. "Minority" struts on a sing-along stomp born from Armstrong's election-year nerves. "Waiting" lifts its sunny melody straight from Petula Clark's "Downtown," and "Blood, Sex and Booze" hides its kink under a cheery, ELO-bright bounce. Their first without producer Rob Cavallo, the commercial gamble that set the table for American Idiot. Quietly one of their sharpest. Give it another spin.