Pity the MySpace-era emo fan -- for many reasons, but especially because none of their old heroes are doing it like they used to. Kings of bombast Fall Out Boy started adding cyborg limbs to their sound early on and at this point are more machine than man, having followed their thirst for new extremes all the way to an old Britney Spears chorus and dubstep drops that already sounded outdated when Microsoft got to them five years ago. Fellow syllable-crammers Panic! At The Disco have morphed ceaselessly from one form to the next, most recently resembling the Broadway production about Frank Sinatra that Freddy Mercury never got the chance to write. Gerard Way retired My Chemical Romance to write comic books and a glammy Britpop solo album instead. Even MySpace itself plummeted into irrelevance, only to mount an attempted comeback that's best left unremembered.