A whiney Emo-Pop band. Lyrics involve high pitched singer crying about how his girlfriend broke up with him and he has a hole in his sweater.
I am going to go in my room, turn off all the lights, write a blog in my live journal and then cut myself while I listen to Dashboard Confessional.
by James February 10, 2005
by lalaloofer June 30, 2004
this is one time you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone or anyone at all and the grave that you refuse to leave and refuge that youve built to flee the places you have come to fear the most.
by Anonymous June 20, 2003
I've had it with everyone bashing dashboard confessional. They're an amazing band who talk about REAL human emotions and REAL feelings and just REAL-everything. So what if the guy sounds like he was raped by his uncle when he was 14? Maybe a lot of us have and we need to vent our pent-up and impotent rage over insufferably "acoustic" music. Or maybe some of us live such sheltered existences that we wish we were raped by our uncles (or manservants) and need an excuse to plunge into some spurious manic-depressive nonsense. And so what if some 35 year old living in his parents basement and driving his parents 1994 dodge stratus talks about the problems of dysfunctional, socially inept, intellectually (and testicularly) challenged 17 year olds? That doesn't mean he can't express his FEELINGS in public and make pity money.
Enough with the hate. Bring the love. Or some blades.
Enough with the hate. Bring the love. Or some blades.
by mp322 September 8, 2008
Dashboard Confessional is to emo what Good Charlotte is to punk. Some may call them poseurs (for a very good reason...), and others may listen to them every night before they go to sleep. If you listen to them, that's great. If you don't, stop whining about it to the people who do. We all have lives.
by darklight36 August 15, 2005
A band with a thirty year old singer singing about teenage problems. According to my friend who listens to real emo, this band is not emo. So haha.
by Bishop of Hexen June 28, 2005
Holy sh*t this band sucks along with all of the others in their genre. When are flip-flop-wearing, angst-ridden suburbanites going to realize that whiny vocals and repetitive power-chord strumming is not real music? Get over your trivial problems, you faggots...I don't care if your dad makes you clean your room or if some chick you think you're in love with likes your best friend. Get a job and stop inspiring more talentless metrosexuals to get together and write bad poetry with big (out of context) words interspersed in elementary sentences. These songs don't make any f*cking sense, and the fact that whole generation thinks that this garbage "speaks to them" is even funnier than the music itself. And please don't say that I don't understand, because you don't either...no one does...it's unintelligible dreck. Period.
by God April 19, 2005