Release Date: Apr 17, 2012
Record label: Iamsound
Genre(s): Pop/Rock, Alternative/Indie Rock, Garage Punk, Indie Rock, Lo-Fi
Following the release of debut EP Virginity, a tour of their native Australia with the Vines, and sharing the stage elsewhere around the globe with the likes of Black Lips and Toro y Moi, young rockers Bleeding Knees Club return with their first full-length and major-label release, Nothing to Do. As the band name suggests the pitfalls of skateboarding, roughhousing, and, ahem, indoor sports, the record follows suit in offering a rapid-fire collection of songs about chasing girls, making mischief, and naturally, being bored. With drummer/singer Alex Wall and guitarist Jordan Malane just early twentysomethings, Nothing to Do imparts all the spirit and energy of being a teen, served up in under-three minute bursts (minus one track), guaranteed to keep even the most attention-challenged listener engaged.
They look like they’ve been plucked from the casting couch of a Gus Van Sant movie, are so young they think it’s actually acceptable to cite Wavves as an influence, and they’re already signed to a major for their debut album. These are just a few of the many reasons to detest teenage Queensland duo Bleeding Knees Club.And yet, vexingly, ‘Nothing To Do’ is a real struggle to hate. The fact is, they have an undeniable knack for turning out two-minute garage pop songs with such warm-hearted, wide-eyed brio that shooting them down seems as callous as steamrollering a basket full of kittens.[i]Tom Edwards[/i] .
The pleasures of this Australian teen punk duo's debut album are super-simple, gleefully reductive and inevitably short-lived. Their schtick seems to vacillate between 1950s rock'n'roll pastiche – all Enchantment Under the Sea Dance mock-innocence and shoo-be-doo backing vocals – and 90s skater/slacker pop-punk. Album opener Lip Stick is firmly in the former mode: a spoken-word intro in the style of the Shangri-Las about "hangin' out with Betty by the bleachers on a Saturday night" set to chiming, reverb-drenched Chuck Berry guitars.
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