Although Blue has a few worthwhile songs (Wounded, 1000 Julys), it is best described as a vomit-inducing decaying pile of ... . (To put it lightly) The poetic lyrics and mellow instrumentals that defined Third Eye Blind as more than just another mainstream rock band have been traded in for empty babblings that have relatively no artistic value. In fact, many of these songs made me doubt Jenkins' sanity. Does he really feel that strongly about basketballs, or did he simply need a cheap rhyme? Although this album may appeal to a larger group of people, it is defintely a step down from the lyrical genius that was Third Eye Blind pre-Blue.