Album Spotlight: Deep Wimp - "Please Party For Me"

>>Brooklyn based rock band Deep Wimp has released a much anticipated five track EP called Please Party for Me. So-So and Parade Chaser had been previously released and created some buzz about the group that mixes modern alternative with nineties grunge to create an intoxicating sound that is both familiar and new. Having the extended play of five songs gives the listener a chance to see the band’s diversity and talent with having two lead singers.

The album opens with sparkling guitars on Coasts and once the vocals kick in becomes reminiscent of David Byrne. The chopping bassline and driving drums creates a toe tapper, a song that you would want to turn up had it come randomly on the radio, your windows down, the car pointed away from troubles and into the sun. With the addition of the overdriven guitars and the call and answer of the chorus it feels a bit like Strummer and Jones. Deep Wimp wearing their influences like badges of honor and not in vain echo.

The second track, Heartburn, feels closer to the 1990’s, a Crooked Rain Crooked Rain song that Malkmus didn’t think was bizarre enough. But the chorus is melodic and catchy, with a tongue in cheek analogy and complete with falsetto “Woo-Hoo” at the end of the track. It’s a rich song, short, punky, and easily digestible.

The third track, Hear You, is quick and bouncy and by then, in the album, you’re pretty addicted, and already worried that it’s not going to last long enough with only 2 more tracks left. “I cannot hear you. Not with this hole in the back of my head” and maybe that’s everyone right now, stuck inside their own life from something they didn’t see coming. It’s a modern album, but it has a feeling of nostalgia, but it doesn’t sound contrived, it’s not Weezer’s cousin, but it something that consistently reminds you of a past and bygone era of rock and roll that you can’t quite put your finger on.

So-So proves it. It’s a soundtrack to a past feeling, enriching guitars, muddy and overdriven, a faint and distant memory that you can still feel. It’s anthemic and sincere. Parade Chaser, the EP’s last track is vulnerable and honest with more tongue in cheek almost comedy, but only to get the point across and not specifically for entertainment. But it’s really good, and it leaves you excited for the next release, in hopes that it’s a full album. There’s a lot of talent in this group.

Courneen and Waters blend much like Rancid’s Armstrong and Frederickson, where you notice the difference in the leading voices but it doesn’t change the scope of the album, it doesn’t ruin the experience and in fact only adds to the allure. In a musical landscape of singles and pop stars, draped in limelight and scantily dressed, here comes Deep Wimp, an actual band, four people on equal ground pounding out memories dressed in fuzz drenched guitars, jeans and a flannel, a seminal cult band in the midst of formation.