Album Review: Pinky Pinky’s Self-Titled Debut Is L.A. Proto-Prog
A debut is a first impression, which is why it carries so much importance . How you tell the world, “Hey, Look AT ME!”, actually matters as to how they look at you. Pinky Pinky’s self-titled debut shows this L.A. batch of teenagers are ready to light the world that has failed to observe why disgruntled youth is disgruntled.
Los Angeles can feel like two worlds. It is a space of glamor and one of gluttony that can bring out the beauty and ugliness of people. Thus, L.A. might be the perfect place to blast Pinky Pinky’s songs like “Spiders” and “Ram Jam’, which are lyrically dedicated to the feeling of unwanted looks and opinions befalling you. Ironically, you can be an outcast because too many people look at you rather than none. Most of us define alienation as being alone and unheard, but loneliness and disregard can happen to you even when everyone is staring directly at you. Thus, these tracks use crashing chords and plated drum-beats that blend the madness and normalcy of this world at confusing opinions with condemnation. Of course, you might not think that a three teens could have such insight, but, lyrically, their self-titled debut is pure. Their words are like chopped, catch-phrases made to be uttered every time you feel “Hot Under Habit” or stuck in “The Nest”. These tracks go straight for the feelings of being unseen and unheard, but also are the most proto-prog of the record.
Sonically, this album aims for a classic, proto-prog vibe. Naturally, Pinky Pinky will be compared to The Runaways or Hole because they are a female-fronted band with a blazing aura that makes their songs come off like the gasoline to your inner fire. Moreover, Anastasia Sanchez has a voice that is can, literally, summon every middle finger you ever wanted to give another’s misconception of you. She vocally carries a lax sense of rebellion that ignited listeners inner boldness. In addition, like legendary progressive rockers, Procul Harum, Pinky plays with their pace and symphonic arrangements to give you a psychedelic experience. Each track makes you want wave your arms and dance before a bonfire amongst a night of stars and meadow trees. They completely capture the old world vibe of “free love” that progressive rock garnered in the 1970’s, but match it with a cool, Millennial swag and challenge as to why love is still not free, yet. How they can sound both then and now is truly a gift, and why you should buy Pinky Pinky’s self-titled EP on April 21 Click Here.
