Blink-182 review, One More Time: Locker room jokes and skate park grooves are hardly revelatory

Sign up to Roisin O’Connor’s free weekly newsletter Now Hear This for the inside track on all things music Get our Now Hear This email for free Get our Now Hear This email for free SIGN UP I would like to be emailed about offers, events and updates from The Independent. Read our privacy policy “Older, but nothing’s any different,” croons Mark Hoppus on the title track of Blink-182’s ninth album One More Time. brothers to strangers”, before Hoppus responds with the acknowledgment that “it shouldn’t take a sickness or airplanes falling out of the sky” for them to get back into the studio together. There are a couple of quirky “interludes”, including the punky outburst of “Turn This Off!” and the insistent synth-driven “Hurt”, which channels a little of The Psychedelic Furs’ gritty Eighties yearning. “Remember when we were young… I never thought we’d end up here.” It’s hardly revelatory stuff.