The Avondales hit us with some punk rock exactly how it should be; full of the party that is booze, sex, and drugs. A little self-deprecation here, a little peaceful nihilism there, The Avondales, holds onto the classic punk style of being a little shitty, but in a good way.
Even though we can find some instances of somewhat flat vocals and half sloppy, half tipsy songwriting, its difficult to close the heart off from the hidden gems in this album. Hey, that’s what good punk rock is all about. Endearing lyrics and upbeat tempos keep negativity away, and ignore little mistakes along the way, because we’re all human.
“Summer Nostalgia” is one of the gems, seeing as it feels like quite the lengthy groove and manages to smash it all out in less than three and a half minutes. This track also includes a savoury guitar solo by Brandon Long and a well-balanced drum solo breakfast by Tyler Pew. Like the title intends, summer nostalgia is pretty much a side effect of this one…When does spring happen again?
“Edward Ave.” will likely also please you as much as it pleased me, if the local music/party scene is something close to your heart. Everyone has THAT street, with THAT bar, and THAT local alternative music venue where everyone goes to get their heart melted by some of their favourite bands and share some questionable fun with their best buddies. Moment of silence for the reckless memories and voids that can’t be filled: There are just some places that attract a great sense of belonging, even if it’s in a weird way.
At the end of the day, my soul will always be soft for grass-fed punk rock music, and this album lives to prove it. Ohio finally did something right.
Written by Talia Plante
*Edited by Dominic Abate