A quiet-to-loud anthem of grunge-pop at its best.
Renowned for her witty deadpan on the mundanities of the everyday, Aussie cult fave Courtney Barnett - and the release of the critically acclaimed ‘Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit’ - was a refreshing divergence in a music industry flush with mass political statements. Since dropping that spectacular debut, she’s tirelessly toured, dropped some bangers and collaborated with folk-rock king Kurt Vile on a bluesy rock LP. Now? Now she’s previewing her forthcoming solo sophomore ‘Tell Me How You Really Feel’, dictating the power struggle, but a la Courtney. We think we’re all in for something darn good.
Barnett manages to maintain her signature satire while crushing misogyny on ‘Nameless, Faceless’, a track which blasts the egotistic male with brusquely empathetic and gloriously bad-ass grunge. It’s dark, twisted, but sadly no fantasy; she still explores the ‘everyday’ but with heavyweight concepts alternative to her typically quirky anecdotes. But don’t fret, this isn’t detrimental to her lyrical common-touch. ”I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and spit out better words than you”. Same.
This track of triumphant lo-fi psychedelia is a quiet-to-loud anthem of grunge-pop at its best, Courtney continuing her distinguished demeanour of breezy, jangly, guitar melodies combined with hard-charging, cutthroat choruses.
Minor guitar lines, ominous spiralling riffs and delectable distortion back dark lyricism paraphrasing novelist Margaret Atwood. “Men are scared that women will laugh at them” but “women are scared that men will kill them.” Concise yet poignant, Courtney just wants to “walk through the park in the dark” without clutching her keys.
Misogynists might think they can remain anonymous, nameless, faceless in their attacks, hiding in the dark or behind an online screen, but Courtney has just called them out big time in banger form, and we don’t think she’ll be afraid to do it again. Alice Mortimer