By: Caitlin Hoffman
Just when you thought alt. rock lost its charm…
Enter Grown Up Avenger Stuff. (No, Iâ€™m not poorly attempting to describe a Joss Whedon film.)
GUAS are full of pep and punch. Theyâ€™re the new kids on the block with a band-birthday of about three years. And they are armed with awesome.
Though they sit on a traditional four-piece lineup, I feel theyâ€™re doing something different for the stage. Rather than losing all attention to the leading lady or getting lost in a generic swamp of sound, each member stands out while complimenting everyone else. Youâ€™re acutely aware of each instrument and the way they power up Deirdreâ€™s blazing rocket of a voice.
Johnâ€™s fingerwork is fantastic; Hunterâ€™s bass is the glue that holds the badass together; and Tylerâ€™s rhythm is so furious Iâ€™ll bet his drum sticks sizzle after a show.
I find them not only raw, but relatable. They look like real people who just so happen to eat, breathe and sweat music.
Theyâ€™ve got the same bite as Spiderbait, a similar gumption to Grace Potter and the Nocturnals. To the joy of audiences everywhere theyâ€™ve been globe-trotting, all for the sake of promoting their 2012 album, Alive.
This disc is short and bittersweet. It exhibits a surprising amount of musical maturity for a debut. Morning Noon and Night keeps you tied back to contemporary rock vibes, while songs like Here reflect a zeal that can only be attributed to punk influence. All in all, itâ€™s a moshpit birthed from their brainwaves.
The cherry on top of this smooth sundae? They produced Alive themselves. That kind of hands-on dedication really gets me tingling. Itâ€™s a big fat something when bands dare to take creative control into their capable hands. The result will almost always merit a thumbs up.