Debut EP’s are always important. They give the first taste of a new project, one that will either be looked back on as a glimpse of potential or an embarrassing early attempt. Of course, at the time it’s often difficult to tell which one it will be. For My Own Co-Pilot, the multinational post-hardcore band from Gothenburg and Nebraska, bets are on the former. The Textures EP shows the kind of potential Fidlar and Sum 41 showcased on their respective debuts. It’s criminally short, but you’ll be humming the songs for the rest of the month, if not the rest of the year.
“Exit You” kicks things off with a Weezer-y vibe in its opening riff and slightly emo vocal hook. But just as things are threatening to get boring, they turn up several notches with a free-kicking punk chorus worthy of Turnstile. When the soft parts do return, it’s with significantly more energy, and the song improves as a whole. The skate punk vibe is strong, as is the 2000s pop-punk influence, but My Own Co-Pilot never sound dated. You can thank the vocals of Derrek Siemieniuk for this.
Second track “When The Missing Return” features a snarly bass groove that dominates much of its runtime. The harmonized vocal delivery of the line “I am weightless now” will have you running for the nearest pair of Converse with a Sharpie in hand. It has more angst than any of Textures other material, but this is to be expected. The influence of the dearly-departed Chester Bennington is noticeable and My Own Co-Pilot pay tribute to him in spirit, if not in lyrics. It would be hard to picture this song without the existence of Linkin Park.
Ironically, the song “I’m Crying” might be the most upbeat thing on Textures. It shouldn’t, and the band does everything in their power to insert more emo baggage, through a sad piano section or lyrics about feeling invisible. But, like the best works of My Chemical Romance, it’s impossible to stop smiling. If this was supposed to be the EP’s sad song someone has missed the mark. If it wasn’t, they just wrote the album highlight.
“Remembering” is a long smash-em-up of crashing cymbals, raw screaming and windmill chords. Of all the tracks on Textures, this one feels the most fully formed. It demonstrates the widest breadth of emotion, the best production and the boldest songwriting decisions. The arrhythmic djent chugging in the background gives it a progressive edge over the others, bringing them into the 2010’s after spending the rest of the EP playing to last decade’s nostalgia. This is the path My Own Co-Pilot should follow if they want to stand out in the critically oversaturated market.
And then it’s over. Textures is the best kind of EP because it leaves us wanting. Consider this band strongly on Bucketlist’s radar. We are desperate for more of this. Share it wide and share it far. My Own Co-Pilot have arrived.
Written by Max Morin
*edited by Danielle Kenedy