13.6.19

Pinky Pinky release debut album 'Turkey Dinner'



Pinky Pinky have good gut instincts. During an era of limitless distractions, societal pressures and sonic trends, the three best friends are focused on being happy and blissfully on the outside of all that noise. The trio grew up together in Los Angeles and there's a shared understanding of what makes them all tick. Together with her punk cohorts Anastasia Sanchez (vocalist/drummer, 20), guitarist Isabelle Fields (19), and bassist Eva Chambers (19) have a clear understanding that Pinky Pinky's modus operandi is in not overthinking their decisions. You can hear that on their debut album, 'Turkey Dinner' due on Innovative Leisure. It follows their two prior EPs, most recently 2018's 'Hot Tears'. Their first full-length, however, is even freer than their previous efforts. It's a patchwork quilt of garage rock and oddball indie. It's rooted in classic bass, drums, guitar, but it's bolstered by the perspectives of a trio of LA youths writing about their everyday observations, anxieties and passions.

For instance, “My Friend Sean” is a young fantasy about the dreamiest boy in class, “Mystery Sedan” is an LA story about a car being the only thing there in times of distress, “Lady Dancer” is about a stripper at a bikini bar in Los Feliz. When lead lyricist Sanchez met Chambers in the girls' locker room in High School they knew that they'd be in a band together (Chambers and Fields had already met in Middle School). All three of them had always dabbled in bands. Originally born in New York but moving to LA during childhood, Chambers began life in a band with her three older sisters, playing keys. She picked up a bass at the age of 13 after their endeavors had died a death. Fields, on the other hand, trained as a violinist but rebelled and taught herself guitar from the age of 12, while rearing herself on the Sex Pistols and riot grrrl bands.

Sanchez's father put sticks in her hands as a little girl. She was a prodigy in classical violin but also wanted to get back to the sheer pleasure of playing and so canned the anxiety-ridden music studies for her DIY drumming. She became a singer by necessity for Pinky Pinky, referring back to her love of Fiona Apple and even Heart for vocal chops. Pinky Pinky itself had a few iterations before settling on its three core members. “We were really trying to be punk at first then psychedelic then blues,” recalls Fields. “Finally we got to a point where we knew we didn't need to focus on just one thing. Growing up you think you only should listen to one type of music but we got to a certain age and realized we don't need to do that.”

During their High School years they flew beneath the radar. “Nobody cared I was in a band,” says Field. Their first gig was at the MOCA museum in Downtown. To date it's the most nervous they've ever been. “I'd still be scared to do that,” laughs Sanchez, admitting to almost having a full-on panic attack due to the swathes of cool teenagers that turned up to watch them. Only recently have they hired a booking agent after already building a solid reputation on the LA scene hustling by themselves. When they played Dave Grohl's inaugural CalJam festival in 2017 they didn't even have a manager. “I got a call from someone who works with Dave Grohl: 'Dave really likes your band',” recalls Sanchez. “And I was laughing like, 'Weird? But cool?! It was a little surreal'.”

In company, the trio exhibit an airtight ease together. In the studio too, their process is super collaborative. They tend to jam out a song idea first then pick out lyrical themes. Whereas their first EPs were overcomplicated and limited by a prior standard of musicianship, their LP has been created with more confidence alongside producers Jonny Bell and Hanni El Khatib in Long Beach. “It took a long time for our EPs to come out,” explains Chambers. “And by the time they did we'd grown a lot.” Indeed, by the time this album arrives it'll be the most accurate representation of where Pinky Pinky is currently at live onstage and off it. They aimed to make a live-sounding record that didn't feel too shiny in its production. As a result, 'Turkey Dinner' is unpretentious, raw and unpredictably zany.


Julia Shapiro releases new album. 'Perfect Version' out June 14th.




Robin Edwards writes: 






Hardly Art is pleased to announce Perfect Version, the debut solo album from Chastity Belt singer/guitarist Julia Shapiro, out June 14th on LP/CD/Digital/Cassette. The lead single from the record "Natural" is streaming online now. 

Julia recorded virtually every instrument on Perfect Version herself. Throughout the record Shapiro tries on different ways of living, all thematically centred around the idea of what it would be like to be a perfect version of yourself. “How can someone be so blindly confident/I wanna know that trick,” she wonders on “Natural,” the opening track that begins using another person as a mirror and then pans back to a bigger picture: what would it take to really love yourself? 

Listen to "Natural" herehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gjkeDijV7g

When Julia Shapiro flew home from a cancelled Chastity Belt tour in April 2018, everything in her life felt out of control. Dealing with health issues, freshly out of a relationship, and in the middle of an existential crisis, she realized halfway through a tour supporting her band’s third album I Used to Spend So Much Time Alone that she was going through too much to continue. “I was really struggling; I was really depressed. I felt like I couldn’t sing or be a person,” Shapiro recalls. “At that point I couldn’t even imagine playing a show again, I was so over it.”

Returning home to a newly empty Seattle one-bedroom apartment, Shapiro had wanted for a long time to learn how to record and mix her own music, and out of the uncertainty of the future of her music career and her health, she began to record the songs that would become Perfect Version, her solo debut for Hardly Art. What she created in the space of ten songs is an intimate and beautifully self-aware examination of feeling lost in the life you’ve created for yourself. It’s an album of shimmering guitars and layered vocals that feels vast in the emotional depth it conveys and masterful in the way each song is intentionally crafted and recorded.

The album is peppered with ideas of what self-improvement could look like—whether it’s learning a skill and living out in the woods, going to bed at a reasonable hour, or even more playful, deeply relatable lines like “I should really delete my Instagram.” 

Throughout the record Shapiro tries on different ways of living, all thematically centred around the idea of what it would be like to be a perfect version of yourself. “How can someone be so blindly confident/I wanna know that trick,” she wonders on “Natural,” the opening track that begins using another person as a mirror and then pans back to a bigger picture: what would it take to really love yourself? The album is peppered with ideas of what self-improvement could look like—whether it’s learning a skill and living out in the woods, going to bed at a reasonable hour, or even more playful, deeply relatable lines like “I should really delete my Instagram.” 

Shapiro has a knack for turning simple images into something profound, drawing influence from songwriters like Elliott Smith to capture complicated moods. The everyday act of circling the block trying to find a parking spot becomes a metaphor for trying and feeling like you can’t quite get anything done. “All my problems feel like paper/I can finally rip them up,” she sings on the title track, describing a moment of lightness in hanging out with friends who can find humor in your failure “at least I have my friends to laugh at what I’ve done.”

Over the course of a tumultuous year of trying to find stability amidst depression and surgery, Shapiro ultimately rediscovered the parts of music that she loved through the process. Her perfectionist qualities create an album that shines in tiny lyrical moments and meticulous guitar parts. “When the rest of my life felt out of control, I felt like this was my chance to be in control of everything,” says Shapiro. She plays all the instruments (save for a mouth trumpet solo by Darren Hanlon and guest violin by Annie Truscott) and after recording and mixing the first batch of four songs at the Vault studio with Ian LeSage decided to record the final six tracks alone in her apartment, adding drums in the studio later and learning to mix them with the help of her friend David Hrivnak. Perfect Version is a fully realized vision from a gifted songwriter finding a more intimate voice. “So what comes next?” she questions on the album closer “Empty Cup” which explores the quiet satisfaction of being alone with yourself and creating a blank slate. “A lasting sense of self,” she concludes.

-- Robin Edwards

8.5.19

Dude York. New single and album.



Seattle trio Dude York have returned with the new full-length Falling, their tribute to adolescent romance and the pop-punk that proliferated on the FM radio wavelengths of yesteryear. To celebrate the announcement, the band has shared a new animated music video for the album's title track. Falling will be out Friday, July 26th on LP, CD, Digital, and Cassette via Hardly Art. First-run LP copies come on frosting-colored vinyl. 
The title track is a gleeful ode to new, unexpected love where all the details matter. “We used to like all the same shit/do you think we’d be friends in 2006?” England sings. The track is pure pop gold, with equal parts sweet sentiment and Josie and the Pussycats-soundtrack playfulness. “I was starting to think/That it would be/When passion lined up with practicality,”England muses on those pesky expectations of love, gleaned from radio songs and rom-coms. “But I secretly hoped when it happened to me there would be no doubt/It would feel like falling.” 

“There are two ways things can fall,”says Dude York’s Claire England. “They can fall and be ruined, or they can fall gently like a feather and be fine.”On Falling’, their second full-length for Hardly Art, the trio explores that sentiment—evoked by the broken cake on the album cover and the soft confetti on the inside sleeve—through impossibly catchy and emotive songs that investigate the ways you can fall in and out of relationships, and sometimes fall back together. 

Recorded at Different Fur Studios in San Francisco with producer Patrick Brown, Falling finds Dude York sounding bigger and more fully-realised than ever with hits that would feel perfectly at home sandwiched between Jimmy Eat World and Third Eye Blind in early 2000s alt-rock radio rotation, while somehow still sounding utterly their own. Peter Richards (guitar) and England (bass) share equal songwriting and lead vocal duties on this record, a significant change from their previous album, 2017’sSincerely, on which England fronted only two songs. The duality of their songwriting and vocals compliment each other emotionally and sonically, with Andrew Hall’s harmonies and driving drums providing their own unique character in each song. The collaboration is clear—each part is carefully crafted, with Richards’ guitar adding texture to the verses and then soaring into the particularly special kind of guitar solos that make you want to sing along.
A line of nostalgia runs through the record as the songs investigate the deep ties we have to the pop culture that defined our youth. “I grew up listening to all this pop-punk and alt-rock that was mostly male-fronted, but I want to fill that hole I saw by recreating it now for myself,” says England. “I’m trying to capture the feeling of the music I listened to when I fell in love with music.”
The title track is a gleeful ode to new, unexpected love where all the details matter. “We used to like all the same shit/do you think we’d be friends in 2006?” England sings. The track is pure pop gold, with equal parts sweet sentiment and Josie and the Pussycats-soundtrack playfulness. “I was starting to think/That it would be/When passion lined up with practicality,” England muses on those pesky expectations of love, gleaned from radio songs and rom-coms. “But I secretly hoped when it happened to me there would be no doubt/It would feel like falling.”


Falling is tinged with a sense of longing—whether it’s for the beginnings of a relationship, for the way you thought it was going to be, or simply for the version of a former self you think you remember being. “I feel like a lot of the songs that were reference points consciously or unconsciously for this record dealt with everything very much in black and white, and that really resonates with you when you’re 14,15,16, 17...” explains Hall. “I think people who have nostalgia for those songs are exploring that grey area a little bit more.”
The delightfully melodramatic “Box” sounds like a lost gem from the NYC early aughts post-punk revival, with Richards’ deep, emotive voice singing playful nods to The Killers and Dashboard Confessional while sneaking in lines of a fallout that cut deep—“Now on your own/There’s no one left for you to hide from behind your phone”—before soaring into the Cure-like chorus “I’ll never love again.”
The production on Falling is full of meticulous details and sonic tricks designed to hit that deep teenage place in your heart, whether it’s the dense, chugging guitars or impeccably-placed harmonies. “We all have very different reference points for music and then when we swap them in becomes something totally different,” says Richards. He didn’t grow up as attached to the radio-friendly emo music that defined the adolescence of the rest of the band, but when he got into the genre in the past few years decided he wanted to embrace it in his songwriting, which comes across in the heavy guitars and dramatic arrangements that shine on songs like “How it Goes.”
Ultimately, the relationship Dude York is really investigating and playing around with is their relationship to music. By playing with tropes of romantic relationships, Dude York created a record that feels like a love letter to the alternative radio of yesteryear while managing to stay uniquely singular.
Listen here.
-- Robin Edwards
TOUR DATES
05.07.19 - Portland, OR - Hawthorne Theater *
05.18.19 - Seattle, WA - Chop Suey *
05.22.19 - Fresno, CA - Strummers *
05.23.19 - San Luis Obispo, CA - Fremont Theater *
05.24.19 - Santa Cruz, CA - The Catalyst *
* - w/ The Frights
 
‘Falling’ tracklist:
1. Longest Time
2. Box
3. I’m the 1 4 U
4. Should’ve
5. Only Wish
6. Unexpected
7. How It Goes
8. Falling (video)
9. Doesn’t Matter
10. Let Down
11. :15
12. Making Sense
13. DGAFAF (I know what’s real)

5.5.19

The Coathangers + Weekend Recovery. The Key Club, Leeds. 01.05.19.



Despite years and years of gigging in Leeds this is the first time I’ve been to The Key Club, a small, basement venue under the Merrion Centre that’s perfect for tonight’s mix of garage pop punk.

A week ago Weekend Recovery were a four piece. This is their first gig without lead guitarist Owen Barnwell. With singer Lorin now taking over all guitar duties this is their first gig as a three piece and from tonight’s performance they don’t need to rush to find a replacement. Weekend recovery deliver a rapid fire set of raw, punky garage songs that includes most of their 2018 EP ‘In The Mourning’ and a decent chunk of LP ‘Get What You Came For’. Huge riffs, grungy bass lines, pounding drums that all underpin Lorin’s intense vocals Weekend Recovery blast out 30 minutes of pure energy that includes the raw ‘Turn It Up’, ‘Why Don’t You Stay’ and ‘Get What You Came For’, the powerpop of ‘Oh Jenny’ and new song ‘Come And Get It’. Weekend Recovery continue to move forward whilst retaining the relentless energy, noise and infectious melodies. They need not worry about being reduced to just three.


Weekend Recovery

Weekend Recovery

Weekend Recovery


Weekend Recovery


In the 13 years since their formation and first raucous gigs in dingey Atlanta basements The Coathangers have released six albums all full of intoxicating, powerful, punk rock n roll yet with each one they’ve continued to develop and deliver something a little different whilst retaining the Coathanger vibe.

Dressed in matching gold lame dresses with pointy shoulders The Coathangers take to the stage and open with the quiet, emotional, solo ‘Lithium’ – “One pill, two pill. You’re my new friend” sings Julia Kugel. It’s a heartwrenching, beautiful, sad opener. Perfect to focus your attention but nothing like what is to come. With a new album to promote it’s no surprise a large chunk of tonight’s set is drawn from recently released ‘The Devil You Know’ and ‘ Lithium’ is followed by an hour of glorious punk, pop, rock n roll. From the low-fi melodic drone erupting into manic noise of ‘Crimson Telephone’, the raw, gruff vocals of Stephanie Luke and driving guitar and bass riffs of ‘Five Farms’, the ominous, often chaotic ‘Stranger Danger’, the perfect combination of twee pop and sharp, jarring rock of ‘Bimbo’ and the almost sweet tones of Kugel’s vocals that can’t take away the pain of the subject on ‘Step Back’ – songs from ‘The Devil You Know’ are as perfect live as they are recorded. Of course there’s the relentless attack on America’s National Rifle Association in the form of ‘F The NRA’.

The Coathangers


2016’s ‘Nosebleed Weekend’ is also well represented in the form of ‘Nosebleed Weekend’, ‘Make It Right’, ‘Down Down’, the scratchy, almost Au Pairs, guitar sounds on ‘Watch Your Back’.

Throughout it all the juxtaposition of Kugel’s and Luke’s vocals work perfectly. Luke also hammers out some explosive drumming and always with a mischievous grin across her face whilst Meridith Franco, often lost in the shadows stage left, adds her deep, heavy bass licks. Despite the often dark focus of their songs The Coathangers are clearly having fun. There’s plenty of knowing smiles and a number of ‘in jokes’.

A smattering of songs from 2014’s ‘Suck My Shirt’ - ‘Springfield Cannonball’, ‘Follow Me’ and, later, ‘Shut Up’ are perfect jump around punk.  The Coathangers swap instruments, swap vocal duties, veer from manic noise to perfect guitar pop. Finishing with ‘Squeeki Tiki’, all hyperactive bass rhythm, squeeky toy and the repetitive “You can have it I don’t want this shit’ The Coathangers have played 20 songs in 60 minutes. There can’t be many better ways to spend an hour of your life.

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers

The Coathangers