If Lambrini Ladies’ debut album, Who Let the Canines Out, had come out a decade in the past, lots of its lyrics might have prompted dozens of millennial pink mugs: “Chilly resting bitch face,” “Don’t inform me to relax,” and “Getting used to saying no.” However the Brighton punk duo’s cheeky rants aren’t simply fodder for an entry-level, marketable notion of anger-as-empowerment. Prior to now, you have been suggested to show up the gasoline in your internal flame within the identify of self-respect, to awaken you from the patriarchy’s obedient slumber. However Lambrini Ladies take issues one step additional, understanding that when you let that fireplace blaze, you’ve gotta funnel that anger into one thing enjoyable—or threat all-consuming distress. On a regular basis of us would possibly channel these emotions into the cursory axe throwing class or birthday journey to a demolition room. For singer-guitarist Phoebe Lunny and bassist Lilly Macieira, it means railing towards misogyny, homophobia, and the higher class with half-hour of fast-and-loose get together punk.
Lambrini Ladies launched themselves to the world in 2022 with scathing sarcasm, feigning, “Assist me, I’m homosexual/But all the things I do is for the male gaze.” In different phrases: They’re right here, they’re queer, and so they don’t take themselves too critically—not like a few of their self-righteous punk neighbors. All through Who Let the Canines Out, Lambrini Ladies try to keep up autonomy in a corrupt trade and capitalist nation with out sacrificing their proper to a superb time, taking part in like they’ve a guitar in a single hand and a sloshing pint within the different. Take “No Homo” or “Filthy Wealthy Nepo Child,” the place they take pleasure in quick riffs and the kind of semi-sloppy guitar solo that makes the bar go wild. It’s straightforward to hint the rebellious tone of the artists they have been drawn to as youngsters (Kathleen Hanna, Joan Jett, Courtney Love) and the scruffy grunge of sneering bands they admired afterward (the Jesus Lizard, Shellac, Nirvana). However the amalgamation of these influences is deliriously rambunctious in follow. For Lambrini Ladies, the perfect a part of surrendering to your anger is the enjoyment of telling somebody off. Catch the band stay and that a lot is not possible to misread, between the jubilant crowd interactions and alcohol-fueled laughing and shrugging.
Recorded with Gilla Band bassist Daniel Fox, Who Let the Canines Out correctly leans on nosier parts when the subject material will get earnest. Opener “Unhealthy Apple,” a searing takedown of police corruption, cues up a rapidfire BPM, blown-out bass, and caffeinated guitar shredding that lends heft to a severe subject; the observe was spurred by the 2021 homicide of Sarah Everard by a Metropolitan Police officer, and took years to formulate with the proper tone. Lunny and Macieira use “Nothing Tastes as Good as It Feels” to confront their personal experiences with consuming problems, paraphrasing Kate Moss’ notorious (and since retracted) quote and blaming the trade Moss as soon as represented for his or her anorexia-induced missed durations. Lambrini Ladies nearly grow to be the Vines reincarnated within the course of, fusing power-pop construction with fuzzy alt-rock to duplicate the dysfunction’s seductively toxic enchantment. When the music spirals uncontrolled by the top, Lunny spits out a correct good riddance: “Food plan drinks style like absolute fucking shit/Give me full fats, you fucking bastards.”
