Review Summary: If you need me, you can kind find me at the self-checkout
I suppose this recent batch of trimmed down emo albums is alright, especially when we get a charming, filler-free release like I’m Scared That’s All There Is.
Ben Quad’s debut is a potent blast of epic, math-rock proportions that takes notes from some of the genre’s most convincing moments. However, I reserve my right to spend the rest of this small-scale review talking about just how fucking big “Joan of Hill” is. Flaunting a more cathartic and varied sound than the already excellent preceding tracks, the stellar closer is proof the band have an emo classic in their future. The floating verses lead into the roughest vocal delivery on the album, amping things up just
when it counts. For its final two-minute stretch, the track morphs into a light, American Football-esque twinkle – fizzling out with a certain warmth and ease that invites vast reflection. Admittedly, I wouldn’t have complained if the vocalist closed with unrestrained angst and more emphasis on his “bad dreams”, but deep down I know it would get old fast. Instead, I’ve listened to “Joan of Hill” religiously since the album dropped; its overwhelming highs and lows continue to rattle my emotions in an oddly addicting way. Of course, the members of Ben Quad couldn’t help but throw in some gentle, collective “whoah-oh’s” just to complicate things; just to keep my sadboi side from geeking out completely. I can’t get enough of this stuff. I'm Scared That's All There Is
makes for a whacky good time, but it's also surprisingly complex – even brilliant – when it needs to be. Ben Quad are the next great emo band. Go on, give them a jam. If you don’t find yourself playing air guitar or shouting along carelessly, I’ll be temped to call you Eeyore.