Power pop, punk rock band from Sweden, Terrible Feelings formed in 2009 from a friendship born of late night drunken party philosophising about their mutual love of music and fun. They’ve since toured the squat venues of Germany extensively as well as sharing stages with the likes of The Raveonettes, Imperial State Electric, Fucked Up, Jeff the Brotherhood, White Lung, and The Babies. Their second album ‘Tremors’ is gloomy power pop surf punk rock ‘n’ roll.
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Sometimes it feels like power pop’s literal definition is just “the fastest moving music that isn’t grindcore”, and on ‘Tremors’, Terrible Feelings are doing a good job of proving my point, zipping through their emotions and speeding past their own wistful nostalgic sighs. The Thermals but less amused, Superchunk but less grizzly, this band are shredding up chords and beaming synths and feeling in big ways. I like my definition, but maybe Kim’s is a better description of this band: “it’s the soundtrack to a film starring John Cusack”.
I don’t know what being a teenager in the ‘80s was like, but it’s safe to say this is your music: a kind of punk music that’s all about the bits where the band hold off on the guitars and showboat with a cappella; the kind of punk music that occasionally sounds like Dire Straits; the kind that’s about fret-muted chugs and romantic synths. This album should’ve been called ‘Music For The Drive Thru Cinema’, such is its reverence to high school feelings. It’s catchy as fuck, but it’s the tropes you notice first, the DNA encoded into the riffs and chord sequences.
This makes for great and slightly strange listening, considering how it feels like power pop assigned a particular time and place; more than that, their vocalist sounds like Mike Scott worrying about which songs to play at the Waterboys’ next show, which adds in a whole level of What Am I Listening To. I know it’s just pop rock, though, and here come the Woah Oh Ohs to carry me home.
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