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We were talking to a friend about how it’s time for grunge to return Just a few hours before False Heads passed through our ears. While personally not crazy about the term, we understood the sentiment. And while False Heads don’t fit squarely into that basket, you would be forgiven for dumping them in there.

With a list of notables who have bestowed praise upon them that includes the likes of Iggy Pop and ex-Ramones manager Danny Fields, you can’t help but think that, whatever genre they fit in, this is the start of something big.

“TwentyNothing” starts it all off. A guitar is packed with jet fuel, and a grimy snarl from Luke Griffiths isn’t far behind. It’s a song that captures a particular feeling and sound that hasn’t necessarily been heard since the early days of the Smashing Pumpkins – yep, we said it. It just comes out swinging with a clear punk attitude and inspiration where it’s them and their crew v. the world.

The next track, “Thick Skin,” sees these sounds teaming up with early surf rock hints. It’s like going to an alternate universe sock hop where you see people in horn-rimmed glasses, but the cardigans have obscure band patches on them. “What a waste, what a waste” could be anything, but have to think it’s directed at the world around them. From there, “Slew” really gets the pit going as it vacillates between a sledgehammer and a steady jog through the park. False Hoods are also a punk band who aren’t afraid to let the music get away from them and strut around a little bit, as evidenced here.

A white-knuckled, ass kicking ripper is up next in “Weigh In.” You better make sure you have everything it takes to prevent them from moving forward because they’re putting up a fight. But as quickly as it dashes through, it heads out, leaving “Comfort Consumption” in its wake. It’s a track that shows the versatility of the band, a band that isn’t going to just bang it out on every song. Ghosts in many forms are addressed as the world around them becomes unrecognizable. It’s a patient track from a trio who seem to know they have a good bit of time ahead of them.

Gutter Press is streaming on Spotify, or you can pick up a copy from Pledge Music. Either way, get it in your ears.