"Wow, the Red Hot Chili Peppers doing a song about California? You don't say! Ah, but it's a trick: This single isn't about the home state RHCP has used as bottomless muse for more than 20 years, but about a character with a coincidental last name. So don't fret when Anthony Kiedis proclaims "California, rest in peace" in the chorus; the band isn't declaring the demise of West Coast culture, they're merely mourning the death of a thinly sketched Bonnie-without-a-Clyde. A similar bait-and-switch is performed with the Peppers' sound, which only retains Kiedis' now-infuriating Hollywood scat while neutering the raucous rhythm section that once powered their bratty white kid funk. All that's left is barre-chord blandness and 12-step solos-- a band just as desperate to survive as their song's main character"
The new RHCP song = possibly the blandest, most pointlessly NOTHING piece of musak on daytime radio right now.