Apocalipstick is the difference between art that reaffirms boundaries and art that gives us the room to breathe. That’s what happens when you start making music from your bedroom at 15 years old like Cherry Glazerr’s frontwoman Clementine Creevy. Those four walls couldn’t keep her in.
Whether you walk out the front door or are still sneaking out your bedroom window, this is the album with your new favourite post-world poetry perfect for those seeking out a different reality — or at least one that doesn’t involve the restrictions placed on us in this terrifying political climate. Although it’s not directly political, it is definitely feminist. Creevy sings of solidarity and “lady love” in Told You I’d Be with the Guys.
With Tabor Allen on the drums and Sasami Ashworth on keys and guitar, Cherry Glazerr keeps it fast with riffs that sound like a necessary release. The track Trash People is especially liberating. It jumps from a confession of wearing underwear three days in a row to reminding us that love can't live a nine-to-five/art is love and love is sloppy/nothing is pure/nothing is all dirty. Forget hard lines in two-choice politics and embrace what is fluid and sometimes filthy. That is life.
The album is reminiscent of riot grrrl days with killer quick drums, solid riffs, and lyrics you’ll want to shout at the top of your lungs. There is nothing more cathartic than a good yell. It makes you want to be there, to witness it, just like a revolution. Shouting aside, tracks like Only Kid on the Block serve us stunning vocals for balance.
Lyrics aside, Cherry Glazerr practised solidarity through art by headlining a benefit show for Planned Parenthood back in November. If we’re ending this world to make way for something better, then maybe we should call it the Apocalipstick.