- Released: 2020
- Origin: Coral Springs, Florida, USA
- Label: Hopeless
- Best Track: Stay Awhile
New Found Glory are one of the first bands I can remember seeing, in about 2001 in Liverpool. Me and my mates would have been 17 or 18 at the oldest, but even then it felt like we were the oldest people in the venue.
Today, the pop-punk tunesmiths have 10 albums under their belt, and their members are all hovering just one side or the other of the big 40. I think the last album I heard by them was their fourth, Catalyst (2004), so it will be interesting to hear how their sound has developed over the years. I imagine they’ve either gone all sombre and reflective, or they’ve sharpened their edges and maybe taken a post-hardcore turn.
Nope, they sound more or less the same as ever! This may be their 10th album, but it could just as easily be the follow up to their self-titled 2000 album that featured the infectious singles ‘Hit or Miss’ and ‘Dressed to Kill’ that Kerrang! TV couldn’t play enough of.
And fair play to them, they’ve always been able to rattle out enjoyably melodic slices of pop-punk about girls, parties and heartbreak, so why change it? They’ve certainly done a better job of letting their sound transcend the eras than peers blink-182, who seemed to start thinking they were above it all and needed to faff about with the production, and despite introducing the grit of Alkaline Trio’s Matt Skiba, released something in last year’s Nine that to me just sounded like a Busted or McFly album.
New Found Glory, too, can be guilty of being saccharine sweet at times, but they remember the importance of loud, catchy choruses and chugging riffs.
I tend to like the more fast-paced and energetic ones on the album, with the quickfire double header of ‘Stay Awhile’ and ‘Himalaya’ a high point. ‘Do You Want to Settle Down?’, perhaps a question the band are asking themselves, also lodges itself in the brain’s tune bank.
I’m kind of in awe of New Found Glory. They’re older than I am, and yet they’re putting their heart and soul into such youthful, high-school pop-punk, while my twenties and thirties have seen me embed myself in post-punk, shoegaze and other genres that, while brilliant and carrying great depth, aren’t half as fun as this.