Release Date: Sep 22, 2009
Record label: DGC/Procrastinate Music Traitors
Genre(s): Indie, Rock
This much-lauded Long Island alterna-rock outfit broke through commercially ? in 2006 with The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me. They don’t match that record’s thick, moody gloom on Daisy, but in an emo/punk scene currently crowded with bands pushing the production levels to 11, something sinewy sounds like a revolution. Frontman Jesse Lacey can scream; he also packs a poison-drip whisper.
Brand New's ability to jump from quiet moments to grating, full-throttle freakouts has been the centerpiece of several albums, and the Long Island boys revisit that formula once again with Daisy. The band's fourth LP begins rather formally, with a classical piano playing beneath a female's prim and proper vocals. Drums, screams, and squelching guitars eventually gatecrash the piano recital, but the effect has lost some of its luster by now, and it's not jarring as much as it is familiar.
As someone who grew up with Brand New from their beginnings, Daisy comes as something of an unknown quantity. They’ve always managed to keep fans on their toes with a healthy, if not massive, diversion with each album. The adoration attached to the band warrants a nearly unparalleled level of excitement and, inevitably, discussion. The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me seemed to truly cement them - and more specifically Jesse Lacey - as a voice of a romantically disenchanted generation, and so Daisy arrives with yet another burst of hyperbole from the pining hardcore.
Flooding the ‘emo’ subgenre for the last half-decade or so with glamorous thrashing, witty lyrics and an ever-evolving sound, Brand New return with a grittier, heavier set of tracks than ever before. On the previous album, The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me, front man Jesse Lacey experienced a metamorphosis by writing more clever and powerful songs that varied in both sound and lyrical content. Tracks like “Degausser” sent listeners into an even deeper level of gloom with Lacey screaming such lines as “I can’t shake this little feeling, I’ll never get anything right”.