Teen Angels – Daddy – Review

Teen Angels

Daddy (Sub Pop)
by Joshua Brown

Alright, so there are a trillion screechy, all-girl garage bands out there, yelping for attention. To be stereotypical, it’s the classic cheerleader-gone-astray story (we’re gonna dye our hair silly colors, down ever-increasing volumes of shitty-tasting beer, do donuts in the 7-11 parking lot, and just you try and stop us!). Unfortunately, all too many who travel down this path get latched on to loosely strung together political ideologies which mirror, and often out-do, the rigidity of the life they thought they left behind. Energy vampires who lay down strict rules of sisterhood, well-meaning though they might be, are unconsciously all too eager to suck away the precious energy of real rebelliousness. The Teen Angels know better than to pay any mind to such impoverished souls. Another potential pitfall is that self-consciousness will take over once it hits them that they are officially part of the establishment known as rock ‘n’ roll. Two of the Teen Angels have been in bands before, most notably, Dickless, which included frontwoman Kelly Canary and drummer Lisa Smith. They know that losing sight of the day you passed your driver’s test and were free to take your friends on unsupervised adventures, means you’re basically fucked. The role in society of “rebel with a cause” is as important as any governmental position and should be treated as such. Freedom is the key, and the Teen Angels know this instinctively.