“Platinum Girls” by Diarrhea Planet brings a new light to the articulate and edgy pop punk sound we all hate to say and love to hear. Swirling guitar and solidly rhythmic drums lead this track straight to where you expect it to go, until it doesn’t. As you know, Doremus is an advocate for music that matters and says something other stuff doesn’t. Diarrhea Planet speaks to a dude who isn’t really into this girl much, but that is totally cool. A sense of knowing apathy pervades the whole piece and I can dig that.
The sound wall of guitar may seem fake and it’s easy to say “What a bunch of posers hiding in the studio. Lets see you play like that in a sweaty basement full of punks”, but they really do have a 4 guitar lineup, and based on my limited research, they seem to actually bring it. Don’t believe me? Don’t. But check it
You know what, after watching that, I’m looking for their next show near me. I could go on about their percussive elements layering with a throaty, centered voice, but really who cares what I say. Just go listen.
To listen to when: you just got done with a date and are realizing that there is no future, but they’re a great kisser so you wanna live it up.
“Metaphor” by Mt. Eddy masterfully balances thunderous, industrial drums with tiptoeing guitar riffs intermixed with thought-provoking lyrics. It’s technically a love song, but it’s the kind of indy love song that makes my brother look at me weird when I play it in the car. I can’t explain why I like it, but it makes the sun shine a little brighter and makes me feel a little more unique. My “songs I like” playlist is a place of great personal honor and this track may make a permanent home there.
If you’re trying to explain to someone why alt music is actually a genre and not just bad music that can’t be produced by a major record label, play this song. Explain that alt and indy are not technically the same thing, but I think in many situations they compliment and help each other. Also, show them their Facebook page (link below), specifically the photos and explain that retro and minimalism can be cool but only if done in a certain way. If they still don’t understand then screw them. Put in your headphones, turn up the music until you can’t hear their disbelief anymore and do a stupid mini-headbang dance to this jam.
To listen to when: You get the sudden inspiration to clean your floor and need a song to convince you that there are more important things in life than the crap you’re dealing with right now; like quirky love and unabashed dancing in your socks.
“Head Spell” by Happy Diving is dirty, swaying, and loose, yet somehow right in the grunge-fuzz zone that can hit the spot. Clearly influenced by a 90’s alt-rock feel (i.e. Weezer and Gin Blossoms), this track caught my attention because of the distorted vocals. I actually love distorted vocals. Nothing makes me feel quite like the grungy/punk I want to be like listening to a song with my mom and hearing her say “This is trash, how can you even understand what he is saying”. By the way, when did music become all about easy to understand and grasp lyrics. I would argue that the best songs require multiple listens and yield new insight days/weeks/years later.
Music should challenge you and make you feel something. The best music helps you understand what you are feeling even when you can’t describe it on your own. The dichotomy of breathy, wistful moments with an instant sentiment of reckless abandon captures a vague melancholia that my words can’t. That is what I look for in my music. If you hate this let me know. Music is fluid, much like my opinion.
To listen to when: you are driving home late at night and you are considering going to Taco Bell but you know you should just go home and go to sleep. WARNING: this song will most likely convince you to go to Taco Bell and then call up your girlfriend to drive around and maybe make out and smash some mailboxes. Sounds like a pretty good night to me.