THE 1975

Another one of those bands that falls under the "rock" genre. A genre I have always been on the edge about. I have been the avid folk-indie-alternative listener, but sometimes a girl just needs that dose of rock. The 1975 is that band that satisfies that one thing that we've all been missing.

The 1975

The 1975 has been going strong as a band for just over a decade, going under various names and titles, and more recently has become the talk of the town. The group of four boys come from Manchester and founded their name supposedly after the lead vocalist saw some scraps of old poetry dated "The 1975." 


Their songs are wicked, to put it shortly. I first heard "Chocolate" by them and fell in love by the twisted words formed by Matthew's accent and the thrill of the action and slightly criminal situation. All of their songs have such a unique and introspective story that I feel so connected and yet apart from; they are stories are personal, but show a sneak into what's going on with the carefully crafted lyrics.

A more haunting and slightly sombre song, "Me" get's to your head and hits you at the core as you listen to the repeated line of "don't you mind, don't you mind." It's massively powerful, I love it. If you are not looking for a depressing tune, check out "Sex" from their EP and try not to feel too uncomfortable; the chorus is catchy and don't be ashamed to call this your favorite song. It totally was mine of the week. 

Continue to check out more from The 1975, they're brilliant. They will be catching fire soon, and will rise massively to the heights of fame. 

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LIMBECK

A total "throwback" to, say, five or six years ago when I was fully surrounded by the upbeat and sometimes mellowed out tune of Limbeck. I was completely under the influence of my queen sister and I fell for whatever she did. This spell-binding obsession, thankfully, was something that positively stood out for me. 

Limbeck was formed in my neighborhood, never met the fellows, but found out years later while backpacking in the Sierras that a close friend was actually really "tight" with the Limbeck boys. This connection would have been so beautiful and "fan girl"-ish for me pre-Limbeck separation. 

Besides the fact that I became so enthralled by Limbeck because of a similarity by a sibling, I started to actually like what they were doing for my own sake. I loved that they were singing about the world so close to me. In "91 Honda" Robb sings about cruising down the 5 and going through the streets of Santa Ana, and even the lengthy, miserable LA traffic; Limbeck felt like a A-List celebrity to me, but still personable and like a neighbor. Even if you aren't from the same place they are, they make you feel as if you are. They make you feel like we're all friends.

Limbeck 2007

After that complete infatuation with Limbeck years ago, I have began to pick them up again after looking back at my childhood desk where I painted a massive rendition of their album cover "Limbeck 2007." It brings back that weirdly happy nostalgia tingle in my feet (I always get it in my feet, at the tip of my toes), and reminds me of when I would listen to these songs while also wanting my sister to know how much I loved them too. I have never really been someone to fancy the "rock" genre, but Limbeck is that little exception. Rock has so many different categories, I guess, and can be broken down so tediously. I consider it more of a pop, indie, country rock (that's completely vague), compared to some head-thrashing-banging rock, for sure.

What I can say and I have felt confident in upon listening to them since a kid, is that Limbeck has a really cool feel. I feel so comfortable and relaxed when listening to "In Ohio On Some Steps." Listening to the story and the soft voice of the vocals can put me to sleep, in the state of "feel good" nostalgia, but can also be a great catch while driving down the 5. 

Though the band no longer tours and hasn't come out with a complete album in over three years, it is worth that good feeling of seeing or listening to the greatness that existed for a decade, and continues to rock on.

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