Cherry Glazerr - Stuffed & Ready

Pitchfork 75

Leading her thorny rock trio, Clementine Creevy keeps her themes broad and her anger specific as she reflects this moment’s feelings and fatigue.

Tue Feb 05 06:00:00 GMT 2019

Drowned In Sound 70

The return of the Nineties has been signposted for years, but it’s safe to say that, for better or worse, they’re now well and truly back. Los Angeles rock trio Cherry Glazerr have been preparing more diligently than most bands and it shows. Their third full length, Stuffed & Ready, is full of the buzzy guitars and emotive choruses that typified alt-rock at a time when that marker denoted a specific genre. But Cherry Glazerr aren’t newcomers and their style isn’t just an affectation.

Stuffed & Ready by Cherry Glazerr

Stuffed & Ready has a developed pop sensibility and a stronger sense of self. The songs are tighter than Cherry Glazerr’s previous work in that they’re both more fully formed and in that there is a current of tension running through the album. Frontwoman Clementine Creevy’s lyrics have always been clear eyed and self-aware, whether she was working out teenaged problems or — as on Apocalipstick — looking at the world’s problems. It’s why her lyrics are weary even while her voice is youthful. When she sings about a heartbreak that has more to do with her self worth than a lost love, hiding her loneliness out of shame, or being subtly self-destructive for the sake of self preservation, she conveys experiences that are all too familiar, that don’t normally make for great pop songs.

And Stuffed & Ready isn’t a pop record, but it sticks with you. The one piece missing from the Nineties is the box office dominance of teen films; when we get there, Cherry Glazerr should soundtrack them all. It’s easy to imagine the booming choruses of ‘Ohio,’ ‘Juicy Socks’ or ‘Wasted Nun’ playing over the climactic scenes of some heroine’s big moment. This is a vibe that runs through the band’s back catalogue, now moulded into precisely the right shape.

As Creevy comes into her own as a songwriter, the direction she’s taking the band in production-wise is also clearer (Creevy is now the only consistent member of the band, each additional role having been filled by a rotating cast. It may still be too early, however, to say if, like the Fall, Cherry Glazerr is Creevy and whomever else shows up). Producer Carlos de la Garza has helped the band find the right balance, taking them away from lo-fi fuzz, allowing Creevy’s vocals to be breathy and shouty and everything in between, but keeping them away from anything overly glossy.

Cherry Glazerr are an excellent example of what happens when artists are given time to cook, when they’re given enough label support to make the records but aren’t yet forced into the spotlight. They’ve focussed their sound; laid back surf vibes have given way to crunch just as synths have given full way to guitars. Creevy’s vocals are a controlled force, and it’s hard to image a woman who writes so incisively about her feelings ever recorded a song about grilled cheese. The potential was there from the beginning. It’s nice to see that they’ve realised it.

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Wed Jan 30 14:13:36 GMT 2019

The Guardian 40

(Secretly Canadian)

The third album by LA band Cherry Glazerr was almost called Hairy People Trying Not to Die. You wish they’d stuck with it just to add a glimmer of levity to a record mired in misery and self-imposed isolation. The feelings that songwriter and frontperson Clementine Creevy writes about on Stuffed & Ready are nakedly intense, evidently deeply felt and not something you’d wish upon anyone, detailing her anti-social inclinations (Self Explained), inherent brokenness (Ohio) and the vileness of living amid toxic masculinity (Wasted Nun). The garage pep of the band’s previous album, Apocalipstick, vanishes in favour of gloomy alt-rock and rain-soaked grunge – all cavernous bass and sludgy guitar – that inevitably crashes into towering, ferocious choruses. The effect is appropriately claustrophobic to Creevy’s insular theme, but difficult to endure across 10 incredibly samey tracks.

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Fri Feb 01 10:30:47 GMT 2019