November 9, 2015 | by Bryne Yancey

Lauren Reece made a deep lyrical impact on Pink Drinks’ Introduction EP with a verse in “Western Boulevard” that immediately gave me pause: I replay conversations over and over again in my head/ and obsess over all the better, clever things I should’ve said/ I’ve been thinking of a few that would cut you to the core/ But I am not an asshole, at least, not anymore

I live those lyrics almost every day. Perhaps you do as well. It can be a struggle to reconcile words with feelings, to be content—or at least deal with the fact—that the words we use in everyday conversation often aren’t what we really want to say. They may be superficial and brimming with bland pleasantries, less cutting, less satisfyingly witty, or any number of things that cause us to re-enact these conversations and think back about what we could’ve or should’ve said to a person instead of whatever dumb thing we actually did say to them. Brains are weird, y’all.

Reece, along with Scotty Sandwich, a guy who is almost single-handedly keeping the underground punk scene in North Carolina’s Triangle—Chapel Hill, Raleigh and Durham—are the brains and brawn behind Pink Drinks. Reece writes the music and those aforementioned lyrics and catchily sings them; Sandwich, at least in the studio, is a jack-of-most-trades, playing guitar, bass and drums. Together they forge a vaguely pop-punk-esque sound that’s familiar and appealing enough, but with twinges of darkness lurking around the edges. A lot of their songs are a bit slower, longer and even a bit occasionally grungy in their reflectiveness, as is the case on their new EP Niagara, which will be released by Death To False Hope on Friday. Stream it below.

 

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