Denver-based band Tiny Tomboy unleash an impassioned rock spell all through their new album, Psychic Scar. Comprising singer/guitarist Eliza Neiman-Golden, drummer Sam Seymour, and bassist Ethan Gould, Tiny Tomboy impress throughout with constantly climactic, hook-filled productions that mix nostalgic fuzz-laden various and fashionable rock/pop intertwining, paying homage to Wolf Alice. The manufacturing, recorded stay, emits a spontaneous ardency and enjoyably melodic appeal inside.
“Solely” wastes no time in kicking off the album with a dynamic grip, seamlessly mixing between exhilarating distortion and quainter introspections. “You’re too sort to show me on,” Neiman-Golden sings, escalating into the feverish “need me solely,” chorus as a grungy ardour takes maintain. The difficult pursuits of discovering true connection are conveyed artfully there, inside a contagious rock enchantment. “Gabriel” follows with a extra hopeful outlook on adoration, because the vocals are clearly smitten in “I simply need you to write down songs about me,” pining — “I simply wanna be round you.” The opening one-two punch is commanding in its punchy rock traversals and thematic ruminations on discovering love.
One other clear standout is available in “Vegas,” a delectably scathing rocker. “Laughed in your face on the sidewalk,” precedes a way of betrayal, pushing into relatively important imagery: “You’re a vape cart on the bottom / Outdoors sevvies, cracked and brown.” The comparability to one thing so disposable, and replaceable, is venomously gripping with a hard-rocking edge, whereas “Area Waste” ensues in showcasing a dreamier preliminary foray. Psychic Scar is an enveloping rock success from Tiny Tomboy.
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“Solely” and different tracks featured this month will be streamed on the updating Obscure Sound’s ‘Rising Singles’ Spotify playlist.
