SATURDAY JUL 22, 2017
529 Presents:
Irrelevant Music Fest Day Show:
Daddy Issues
Nihilist Cheerleader
Lois Righteous | Femignome | Shouldies
Daddy Issues
"For as long as I can remember, ever since I was a very little girl, I’ve had this feeling inside of me that I was bad. The things I wanted, the things I did, the way I looked and the things people did to me, it was all evidence of the fact that I was bad. “Am I a lemon?” Daddy Issues’ guitarist and vocalist Jenna Moynihan muses on “Lemon,” the third track from the Nashville band’s debut full-length album Deep Dream. “I’ve been sucking my thumb and I think I’m sour.” The way she sings the line, the tight desperation at the start of the question, how the first syllable of “sour” pulls smooth and long while the second goes blunt and low, it sounds so familiar to me, like my voice. Not my actual singing or speaking voice, but my voice. Over the course of the album, Moynihan calls herself lots of things: sour, stupid, unimportant, a bummer. She says she’s just a “motel” for some guy, says she doesn’t play guitar that well. On “I’m Not,” penned by drummer Emily Maxwell about her history of childhood sexual assault, Moynihan wails Maxwell’s lyrics about how she’s not great, how she’s no use and she feels dumb. And while you might think hearing raw self-effacement to that degree would be wearying, in fact it feels fucking amazing. Because what Daddy Issues does, in naming and saying all those feelings, is remove the shame. And losing the shame that comes with being a woman is one of the most significant ways to claim your power, which is exactly what each and every song on the fearless, clear-eyed, unapologetic Deep Dream does in one way or another. Exemplified by impossibly sharply observed single “In Your Head,” a kiss-off to an ex that describes in brutally accurate detail what he probably imagines her life is like now without him, Deep Dream is what it feels like to be the smartest person in the room and still not have the power to get the respect you deserve from the men you’re spending time with, because they’ve had a whole lifetime of being conditioned to get what they want and you’ve had a whole life of being expected to shrink and contort yourself to fit into their world. And Daddy Issues both lays out that reality in clear, unflinchingly honest detail and bashes it all to pieces with shrieking scuzzy guitar and howling, snarling dismissals of all the bullshit." -Paste
"For as long as I can remember, ever since I was a very little girl, I’ve had this feeling inside of me that I was bad. The things I wanted, the things I did, the way I looked and the things people did to me, it was all evidence of the fact that I was bad. “Am I a lemon?” Daddy Issues’ guitarist and vocalist Jenna Moynihan muses on “Lemon,” the third track from the Nashville band’s debut full-length album Deep Dream. “I’ve been sucking my thumb and I think I’m sour.” The way she sings the line, the tight desperation at the start of the question, how the first syllable of “sour” pulls smooth and long while the second goes blunt and low, it sounds so familiar to me, like my voice. Not my actual singing or speaking voice, but my voice. Over the course of the album, Moynihan calls herself lots of things: sour, stupid, unimportant, a bummer. She says she’s just a “motel” for some guy, says she doesn’t play guitar that well. On “I’m Not,” penned by drummer Emily Maxwell about her history of childhood sexual assault, Moynihan wails Maxwell’s lyrics about how she’s not great, how she’s no use and she feels dumb. And while you might think hearing raw self-effacement to that degree would be wearying, in fact it feels fucking amazing. Because what Daddy Issues does, in naming and saying all those feelings, is remove the shame. And losing the shame that comes with being a woman is one of the most significant ways to claim your power, which is exactly what each and every song on the fearless, clear-eyed, unapologetic Deep Dream does in one way or another. Exemplified by impossibly sharply observed single “In Your Head,” a kiss-off to an ex that describes in brutally accurate detail what he probably imagines her life is like now without him, Deep Dream is what it feels like to be the smartest person in the room and still not have the power to get the respect you deserve from the men you’re spending time with, because they’ve had a whole lifetime of being conditioned to get what they want and you’ve had a whole life of being expected to shrink and contort yourself to fit into their world. And Daddy Issues both lays out that reality in clear, unflinchingly honest detail and bashes it all to pieces with shrieking scuzzy guitar and howling, snarling dismissals of all the bullshit." -Paste
Nihilist Cheerleader
Lois Righteous
Femignome
"There is a laid-back ease to Femignome’s lo-fi punk that could easily be misconstrued as nod-and-wink slacker rock. The music is loose and — on the surface, at least — blissful in a manner that goes down easy. Tracks like the infectious opener “Teenage Monster” and “I Hate High School” are coated in caustic humor, taking swipes at societal norms while navigating the emotional land mines of youthful unease and despair with songwriting that is both clever and catchy. But, to put it simply, guitarist/vocalist Anna Jacobson is far too earnest to associate with a genre built on enshrouding irony and detachment in music that is breezy and relaxed. At times it feels like she can’t quite contain her enthusiasm and all that excess energy spills over into her vocals resulting in an assortment of yelps, squeals, and screams that puncture her hooks and lend the album an air of unpredictability. And it’s that tension — the one between Jacobson’s zealous entreaties and Femignome’s casual, swinging grooves — that makes Anxt so compelling. At their core, these are simple songs rooted in ’60s pop and early ’90s alt-punk that feel warmly familiar, and it only takes a few listens before the urge to sing along sets in. Currently, Femignome’s trajectory is pointing towards a steep incline and Anxt‘s infectious melodies and effortless cool will only accelerate the group’s ascent. There are only a handful of moments over the course of a year where you can hear and feel a band begin to separate themselves from the rest of the scene, and this is undoubtedly one of them. Anxt is snappy, smart, and exceedingly entertaining." -Immersive Atlanta
"There is a laid-back ease to Femignome’s lo-fi punk that could easily be misconstrued as nod-and-wink slacker rock. The music is loose and — on the surface, at least — blissful in a manner that goes down easy. Tracks like the infectious opener “Teenage Monster” and “I Hate High School” are coated in caustic humor, taking swipes at societal norms while navigating the emotional land mines of youthful unease and despair with songwriting that is both clever and catchy. But, to put it simply, guitarist/vocalist Anna Jacobson is far too earnest to associate with a genre built on enshrouding irony and detachment in music that is breezy and relaxed. At times it feels like she can’t quite contain her enthusiasm and all that excess energy spills over into her vocals resulting in an assortment of yelps, squeals, and screams that puncture her hooks and lend the album an air of unpredictability. And it’s that tension — the one between Jacobson’s zealous entreaties and Femignome’s casual, swinging grooves — that makes Anxt so compelling. At their core, these are simple songs rooted in ’60s pop and early ’90s alt-punk that feel warmly familiar, and it only takes a few listens before the urge to sing along sets in. Currently, Femignome’s trajectory is pointing towards a steep incline and Anxt‘s infectious melodies and effortless cool will only accelerate the group’s ascent. There are only a handful of moments over the course of a year where you can hear and feel a band begin to separate themselves from the rest of the scene, and this is undoubtedly one of them. Anxt is snappy, smart, and exceedingly entertaining." -Immersive Atlanta