The All-American Rejects Tournado

The All-American Rejects Tournado

If there’s one undeniable element in the All-American Rejects’ arsenal, it’s their production values. Hell, without ’em, there’s might not be a "sound” at all. Of course, most things big, glossy and grandiose play well on the mega-stages the All-American Rejects frequent and, appropriately, suit their happily thoughtless tour movie well. Leading man Tyson Ritter shrugs his way through things offstage but busts a lung with his broken falsetto on it, flashing both his mega-dimples and properly man-scaped ass crack whenever opportunity unfolds. His Rejects mug along interchangeably, save for nice guy guitarist (and genuine punk devotee) Mike Kennerty, who charms more than once. Is Tournado compelling? Not quite. Is the set (a St. Paul gig) solid? In bits, yup. But is it all still sometimes entertaining? Sure. Anyone old enough to feel criminal about sweating on teenagers should feel a little perverse when the Rejects’ boyish charm starts to work, but those guilty pleasurists among us are advised not to pass but, really, to pause here. However briefly. (Interscope)