You’re Gonna Miss It All is a brilliant mixture of a band growing up, but managing to stay true to their sounds that made them famous. It’s a whole lot more of what you adore from the Maryland quartet. Their sophomore album may be more polished that Sports, but it’s still that same brand of lovable indie-punk that captured so many listeners in their debut.
Brenden Lukens’ signature flat spoken/sung lyrics are laced with a biting humor that is relatable and catchy. The songs are short, but pack a mighty punch of emo lyrics that bring you back to high school. This album will feel right to just about anyone who tends to fall in and out of relationships in drunken stupors and over think even the most basic of daily actives. The music, however, is an upbeat punk-based acoustic guitar jam fest that’s fun and easy to get into.
It kicks off with “Fine, Great,” where Luken’s vocals take center stage and let the music build around him and his worried thoughts about “problems are based around the past.” “Rock Bottom,” all about pizza and a never-ending headache, is the kind of thing fans of the lighter side of punk will eat up. Then, “Apartment” quickens up the pace, while “The Old Gospel Choir” fakes you out with a slow start, but comes back and reminds you serious breaks don’t happen on this record.
“Timmy Bowers” lets off the gas just once from the break-neck speed of the record with echoey vocals and just a guitar, but jumps right back into in with an bluegrass tinged, bass-lead “Going to Bed Now.” “Your Graduation,” your typical I-can’t-sleep-because-I-let-you-go song and “Two Good Things” focus on dual vocalists that add a great depth and break up what could have blended the record together, helping each track stand alone in their own introspective mess. They bring it home on a quiet, slower song with “Pothole” to let your emotions settle after what seems like a whirlwind of guitars rip through your head.
Relevant and a little bit arrogant, it’s ok if you find yourself in need of posting some of these lyrics to your Facebook, completely confident that no one understands where your head is at right now, man. If you’re going through some majors feels right now, this might be the album that helps you get to the bottom of them. Then smash them with that acoustic guitar.
Review by Stephanie Roe