Push Ups does noise rock right, with bright bursts of melody and guitar drenched in distortion. The ensemble, helmed by Grey Li, has crafted an EP that’s simultaneously propulsive and lackadaisical. The music draws from the late nineties style that married post-hardcore and pop-punk, but Li deftly weaves in the work of warbling wordsmiths à la Elliott Smith.
Produced by Aron Kobayashi Ritch of fellow Brooklyn-based band Momma, the four songs are studded with shiny, sugar-rush riffs and fuzzed-out feedback. Opening with the gritty yet vaguely dreamlike “Doberman,” lush vocal layering traps beauty within a shoegaze-style wall of sound. “Rosary” may feel upbeat, but it serves as a poignant letter and lifeline to someone barely holding on. It’s sadly sweet, sentimental without being too saccharine.
“Twist” is aurally piercing and lyrically atmospheric, delivering a true synergistic sucker punch. “It was all a blur / I thought I knew who you were” is a simple closing line with visceral impact. “Claw Machine” boasts drums I’m desperate to hear live. Keeping theme, Li sings fervent and heartfelt confessions, questions, and even pleas.
After streaming, you’ll likely end up like me - upset that you weren’t at last week’s Mercury Lounge show. Never fear, because New Yorkers can catch Push Ups at Nublu next month. Get tickets here!
(You should also keep an eye out for future sevensevenseven gigs. Just saying.)