An electrifying opener with a haunting rock breakdown introduces Optimism Disorder. From there, the album gets deliciously complicated.
Sinner Sinners‘ are masters at invoking contradictory emotions. Keep the term ‘oxymoron’ in mind when you press play on this carefully constructed album. “Last Drop” showers a party-vibe while the lyrics expound on a deeper subject. The twists continue as the track flip-flops between a midnight bash to a mourning tone of regret. That’s the genius of “Last Drop,” that back and forth is the reality of the mind; it’s never consistent and often erratic, but perfectly complex.
Move to “California” and it’s scream-punk chant that guides to a multi-octave dropping chorus. The sunny state is given an angry overcast with Sinner Sinners’ expertise.
“Desperation Saved Me” has moments of blues influence, perfect for the title, but the fast pace and bouncing melody of the chorus takes it to a beating anthem.
Very clever, Sinner Sinners; your track “Choke” had me reeling. At moments I wanted to scream this track at a longstanding foe, yet I also wanted to yell the lyrics alongside my closest buddies. Somehow you’ve created an angsty-upbeat and have made the soundtrack to my mind. This is track is road-rage, yet the instrumentals make me want to play.
I am a believer emotions are not required to be rational, reactions might need to be, but feelings can simply exist. “Hate Yourself” is the musical version of that statement. Scream-sing it loud, because this is the track to vent all those pesky irritations. It’s the place you go when you need to explode until you’ve worn yourself out and need a nap to rectify the energy output.
Do one of you have a psychology degree? I almost think so, because your pinpoint accuracy on internal thinking alludes to just that. Maybe you are naturally aware of your thinking, and in turn ours. Nonetheless, you have captured mental reality in “Outsider” and “Together We Stand.”
“Too Much to Dream,” written by Annette Tucker, brings back that canny contention once again. The instrumentals are threaded with eerie tones with surprising playfulness.
From the anxiety of “Preachers” to the gothic overtones of “Celexa Blues,” featuring Jesse Hughes, this album is its own genre. To be original is a feat to be applauded, so Sinner Sinners, take a bow.