From my original hometown of Houston, the A-side of this single combines choppy indie rock with a modern Warped Tour-esque screamo dual vocal approach. You likely know the type—in this case, softly sung vocals about angels and shit with angry, shouty vocals layered over the top. Flip it over and you have a call and response style punk anthem about why Tuesday is the worst day of the week, complete with a singalong chorus that made me think of “If the Kids Are United.” Then, out of nowhere, this song takes a left turn into a weird, dreamy, psychedelic outro chant about everybody wanting to talk about Tuesdays. Overall, this is pretty much all over the place and hard to put a finger on despite some decent moments here and there.
–Mark Twistworthy (Artificial Head)