Tizzy – Scary in Adulthood

Scary in Adulthood

Somewhere between the grrl-punk of Sleater-Kinney and the late-90’s alternative rock sound lies Tizzy’s last full-length album, recently re-released by Vital Cog as a predecessor to the band’s new album, Down with the Furies. The band has been around since 1994 and released albums on labels such as Darla, March, and spinArt. They’ve definitely honed their talent as shown on this tight and catchy release.

The sound here feels very familiar, with dual female vocals taking the lead over some pretty straight-forward poppy punk-rock, making me believe this band could be from the Northwest, although they’re actually from Massachusetts. The trio’s sound doesn’t go anywhere you wouldn’t expect, instead ripping through some fairly straight-forward guitar-rock tunes, with nice female vocals hinting at just a bit of punk attitude.

“Cut Down Fight” starts off reminding me of a more punk-rock Letters to Cleo, with some ripping guitar riffs and fast-paced vocals. It contrasts nicely with “Charmed Life Girls,” a quieter and more melodic, bass-driven track that shows off the band’s versatility. The more moody “Bumper Sticker Town” is vintage Sleater-Kinney, but other songs show a more poppy and playful side, like the energetic “A Hand Grenade in a Hair Salon” and the high-speed “I Hate Football” is an all-out adrenaline rush. Another fun speed-fest is “Green and White,” but its sound is so dated as to sound somewhat irrelevant. Songs like “The Underground Eats Its Own” show off the band’s own sound a bit more, with a kind of mid-tempo song that focuses on Jen Stavely’s lead vocals, while “Elder” is just straight-forward garage-rock at its best, and the guitar really shines here. The one male member of the band sings on “Snowman,” but his vocals are lost in the mix.

Scary in Adulthood likely portends good things from the new Tizzy album, but I can’t say that this one will make it into my standard rotation. Maybe part of that is that I’m not the biggest Sleater-Kinney fan. It’s fast, punky music that’s fun but wholly temporary, with no lasting impression, and Tizzy fits that bill with a kind of Sleater-Kinney fascination that gets old by the end of this release. Still, the band’s talented, and good things may be coming.