It’s our time, as it always has been. (Insert whatever clique you identified with as a music consumer.)
Now is the time for us noisy rockers who grew up going to and throwing punk rock shows through our teens and twenties. We’re a bit older. We drink in a slightly more responsible way or we’re still touting our edge tats and ideals we committed to in our teens or we’re attending A.A. meetings daily or weekly. We’re still loud. We still have very strong opinions about our sloppy, fun music. We’re much uglier, but a little bit happier. This is why Beach Slang’s new record will mow down the year end lists. It’s inevitable.
October 30th Polyvinyl released Beach Slang’s debut full length The Things We Do To Find People Like Us to critical praise and ever growing fandom. The record filled up my newsfeeds since it’s release. I gave it a first listen on November 1st on the suggestion of a friend. Later that day my friends asked, What’d you think of that Beach Slang record? and without much thought, I replied, Sounds like Jawbreaker’s Dear You and The Replacements partying in an empty warehouse. I stick by that initial summing up of the album.
Without getting into too many specifics on the overdriven pack-of-smokes-a-day vocals or the upper tier garage rock production or any of the other small-change you won’t care about, I will say the songs are written economically and the lyrics are never ornate. All the songwriting on the record is about utility and function for emotional communication. Good vibes for the listener searching for noisy punk songs about stepping over regret, injured hope, and camaraderie in the “overly sincere to a fault” types.
Say you’re not a punk rock fan? No worries, Beach Slang is not that type of punk band. No caustic fuck you’s for a fuck you’s sake. They are equally a gateway band to bands most people pretend to listen to and create songs that sound fresh, but familiar for more seasoned ears.
Just give them a listen and fuckin’ rage you twerp. You won’t be disappointed.