By Levi Manchak
Being best friends is easy. There are only a few hard and fast rules to follow: don’t borrow money, don’t hook up with each other’s exes and don’t leave if they get into a fistfight. So, when you start a band with a close pal, those rules are already established. There’s a lot less stress. The records that you make and the shows that you play are going to be a blast. After all, your best bud is going to be right there.
BFFs Nolan Bossert and Dustin Sebzda are clearly having a blast with one of the most fun albums to come out of Edmonton this year, the self-titled cassette, Power Buddies. Power Buddies is a garage-rock album. Quick comparisons could be made to Harlem or Black Lips, but it isn’t an album (nor a genre) meant for over-thinking. This is an album that dials in a streak of raw old-school soul and that stomps out a pulse for anyone willing to tap in and lose control.
Power Buddies’ greased-up pop sensibility sizzle with their straightforward chops. Guitars are oversaturated, cymbals barely ever show up and lyrics are melodically shouted out straight from each band member’s smoke-punished lungs. Bossert and Sebzda don’t give many fucks toward technical perfection here, but it’s that unabashed approach to being themselves that works so well. The right amount of carelessness has always been cool.
Music isn’t always at its best when it’s challenging. Sometimes all you want is a solid beat and the right doses of laid-back familiarity and nonchalant intensity. Sometimes, all you want from your music is for it to be good. This album is that. Power Buddies is an album for when you just want to hangout with your best buddy, put on a decent tape and know he won’t care when you steal his last cigarette.cassette tape, Power Buddies, self-released