Advertisement
Ten years into their eternal adolescence, Jimmy Eat World finally show off the pop-wise maturity they have been hiding and refining inside the punk-fuzz guitars and girlfriend-trouble songs. It is still impossible to type or say that name without cringing. But the fat, bright riffing in "Work," the artfully twisted totally-Eighties charm of "Polaris" and singer-guitarist Jim Adkins' believable anxiety in "Drugs or Me" make Futures worthwhile.