Neon, Neon (Square One Again, 2019)
There are several reasons why I hate myself, and we’re not gonna go into them. But one of them is being a low-energy person. I’ve always been more of a talker than a doer, I don’t go with my gut, I always think about the consequences of my actions, I mostly can’t have reckless fun. There are advantages to this kind of personality, but to be honest, reckless, angry, instinctive people are the ones that make the best punk music.
Take Neon, for example: they sound so alive, they make almost every other punk band look like hacks playing 12-bar blues standards every Thursday for the local drunks. They play fast and loose, following their urgency and anger rather than whatever rules about songwriting.
A nugget of live energy, this album screeches and stomps around your house like a Tasmanian devil who also has a pretty clear view of the politics that affect our lives during this time. Grace’s vocals sound completely spontaneous and free, but when you go and read the lyrics on their beautifully risographed sheet you realize she’s managed to wrangle radical ideas into poetry. “HHHTTT”, which stands for “Had He Had Time To Think”, is an angry, smart, feminist rant in almost haiku form. In “Temperance” she sums up everything I was trying and failing to say about energy two paragraphs ago—“We live in violent logics / We live in civil imaginaries”. It’s exhilarating.
Vocals and guitar, with their unhinged quality, are what jumps at you from the moment the needle touches the groove. But as you listen to it, you can’t help but notice the perfectly sloppy and fast rhythm section pummeling these songs into your head, linking Neon back to classic early hardcore and anarchopunk, while the guitar goes all No New York/Paul Leary on you. This album is one of the purest forms of contemporary punk, and the fact that I love it makes me hate myself a little bit less.
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