I am old. I'm not just getting old, I'm already there and as I start on the long, slow decline, the best years behind me, I rely more on bands like these guys, Hollywood and Mean Jeans to remind me of the good old days when your liver was brand new and you didn't wake up until noon. You didn't care about living with six other dudes and crates of records doubled as furniture.
Hollywood says "(I Prefer) Drugs" these guys are ready to party, just like that Love Child of a full length...
Don't forget about the Record Release show Wednesday night
D.C.’s punk rock vandals The NVs has charmed the District with its brazen offerings since 2011. The quartet-comprised of vocalist Sal Go, guitarist Scott Wilson, bassist Lucas Oswalt and drummer Nathan Armstrong-recently unveiled a debut EP last fall, and will celebrate its release at DC9 this Wednesday. Before the show, I had the chance to chat with Sal about the group’s start, the new EP and future plans.
The NVs are playing their record release party this Wednesday at DC9 with Cheap Time.
Review of Stop Worrying Single from 7 Inches Blog
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
A-Side "I'm haunted (and your a fucking ghost)" captures that paper-thin punk sound where those drums just won’t be contained and the mix is just bleeding all over itself. The crunchy guitars bang against Sal’s vocal with all sorts of attitude for this type of dirty pop stuff with rackety, scratchy snotty guitars, taking deep breaths and breaking into choruses. Real warped bending solo - a little bit damaged, they don’t ever let go of this heavy straightforward stomp beat and off rhythm stutter guitar. It’s a song you'd put together in a weekend garage session and then take it as serious as this in a studio.
B-Side’s “Yellow Black & Blue” is a heavy thrust of distortion, going back to 7 Seconds, and their sk8 soundtrack sound. Piled up raw drums and distortion, more manic style vocal with nothing to lose, this is the color you'd get from hours of kick flipping unsuccessfully in the church parking lot. Mike’s on this one with a semi drunken drawl, trying hard to get it out, barley forming the words to screaming and falling down. "I don't wanna be a (Low Hanging Fruit)” has a slow, more melodic beat here, with vocals screaming in an upper register - Sal Go or Mike – hard to tell sometimes, it’s not an obvious back and forth between the sexes they have a similar range and it combines into one punk party. The rest of the band joins in to round out the backup yell chorus. Strummed distorted guitars drop down to a mellow chorus, they're taking some time to get more pop in here, that fun loving pop that isn’t burdened by too much hardcore angsty bullshit and I think Jay would approve.