We Are Childhood Equals – This is What You Asked For

We Are Childhood Equals
This is What You Asked For

It is one thing to catch a brand new band on a brand new label and see what is taking place before everyone else hears about it, good or bad. It is even better to catch a brand new band on a brand new label that you think has the potential to do really interesting things. There are just so many bands and so many labels out there now that it is reassuring to hear one that feels as though it could last beyond a single record or a single tour. It gives you that special feeling that perhaps you have discovered something fresh, something that not everyone is talking about yet. I apologize for getting all touchy-feely and philosophical, but this is the sort of feeling I imagine many people will get when they first hear We Are Childhood Equals’ debut effort, This is What You Asked For.
Like an overflowing handful of comparable indie-pop-rock acts, We Are Childhood Equals gives head-jerking nods to elder statesmen like the Pixies and Sonic Youth. They blend adorable melodies with a bit of abrasive noise, but they do it better than many of their peers. Another thing the band has on its side is the length of the album, which runs for only five tracks, and serves as an excellent tease for any future material. The opening “City Mimicry” sounds like Hum on a sugar-induced pop bender. The rhythm section is quite understated, doing its job without standing out too much, and the guitars switch back and forth from gentle and slightly atmospheric melodies to fuzzy distortion. Two layers of vocals play a seductive little game of cat and mouse, whether one is echoing the other or feeding from and building upon it. “Veranda” sounds like a young garage band with an almost unhealthy crush on Sonic Youth, but also with a week spot for sugary sweet pop. The drum work and added percussion is a major driving force here, while the cute/fuzzy guitars and the lulling vocals keep going in the fashion they proved themselves worthy of carrying out in the first song.
“Sunday She Said I Was Sick” comes next, starting out with a throbbing bassline and guitar squeals and sticking with that formula for the bulk of the tune. It charges and retreats, but with little variation, though some of the guitar noise is almost haunting. “N Judah” is an eerie number, perfect for all you pop junkies with a dark side. The vocals do the haunting this time around, sounding as though they could narrate a walk through the cemetery as the guitars squeal and the rhythm section gets a little playful behind it. Closing things out, the title track is an easily digestible pop-rock nugget that wraps up any loose ends and leaves you with a pleasant taste in your mouth. All of this is coated in a rather minimal production coating, which is not shoddy enough to take anything away from the songs, but is something that can easily be improved upon with the next batch of songs.
All of this may not sound like a terribly new or exciting formula, but We Are Childhood Equals is able to create something more than just moderately interesting, and the guys just barely got out of the gate. This is What You Asked For could prove to be an appropriate title for this one.