Fuzzrod

Gravitating towards each other in the suburban sprawl of Aliso Viejo, CA, the members of Uni Boys have been careening towards greatness in some form or another since they were 15. Like a generation (or two) of power pop bands before them, Uni Boys took their small town restlessness and moved to L.A. with a cache of songs that manifested angst into the kind of earworms that refuse to let go. Quickly cementing a sound thats more indebted to the roots of power pop than the storied genre itself, Reza Matin, Noah Nash, Arthur Fitch and Michael Cipolletti churn post glam stomp and punks bite into a record wrought with winking charisma. Rising up from their formative Bowie, Roxy, and VU hangovers, and fed well on deep-dive YouTube rabbit holes packed with lost 70s b-sides, theyve funneled this fodder into an album of tip-of-the-tongue moments that shakes rocks ravaged soul awake once more. The bands early works caught the ear of Brent Rademaker (Beachwood Sparks, GospelbeacH) whose Curation Records initially approached the Boys about a pair of reissues seeking to revive their first two albums, Rock n Roll Music and Heavy Hearted. They chose to move forward, rather than rehash the past, though, issuing a new single on the label last year and assembling their latest home recordings into a new album on the way this Fall. While the label has primarily been known for their connection to Cosmic Americana, the 70s saunter of Uni Boys fits right in with their time-out-of-mind trappings. The classic sound thats captured in the salt-air meets salt of the earth of their labelmates bleeds through into their own crooked smirks. With a firmer grasp on the sound they were channeling early on, the band that recorded Do It All Next Week feels baptized in the backroom of Bomp! Records, shaking out their pelvic pulse with bottles of Yellow Pills. Whats most impressive is that, while this doesnt mark their studio debut, its at no loss for gloss. The bands Reza Matin recorded the album in his apartment, ditching their old Tascam for GarageBand and then meticulously mixing it until any wafts of modern technology were whittled away. Like a lost teen b-movie soundtrack to Summer, the band boils the preening, soft punk pout of the L.A. power pop underground into a new generation of singles ready to populate the crates for future diggers. Do It All Next Week is a timeless testament to pining and pacing songs of love that should have been, songs of love that went sour, songs of love waiting on the dance floor moments from now. Over the past few years the bands caught the ear of more than just Curation, heading up opening slots for modern indie sensations The Lemon Twigs, Tchotske, certified power pop godfathers, Flamin Groovies, SoCal legends Allah Lahs, and rock n roll royalty, The Black Crowes. The bands just getting started, with a slip into the studio all but Inevitable in the coming months, but for now, Do It All Next Week captures a band in the raw and pulling no pop punches. This one aches to the marrow and digs its hooks under the skin, begging to be tossed on the table and locked on repeat.