While watching The Moss Boy and The Critters during their set on 11/30/2024 a question crossed my mind; Is Moss Boy and the Critters real shoegaze?
If you haven’t heard Moss Boy and The Critters before they are an alternative rock band (in layman's terms) from Rhode Island who share members with past features of the IAFUTS blog, Told Not To Worry and Porcelain, that isn’t to say Moss Boy is overshadowed by an extension of those bands. Moss Boy puts a nice spin onto the early 2000 Title Fight, pop-punk adjacent sound that gets the kids movin’ up and down, left to right, while still being able to get you to stop dancing and hang your head low.
Their new EP “Throw Me a Bone” encapsulates those up and down swings into a well rounded 4 song ep, with the title track being my personal favourite. It reminds me of sitting in a garage loft, pit-pat pit-pat, as the rain falls onto the tin roof above my head. As I write this I have been playing the new songs on repeat and the “dreamo soundscape" is in full effect. Merrit (the Moss Boy) has such an inspiring ability to write catchy riffs and lyrical hooks without reaching, everything about Moss Boy and the Critters feels completely natural and honest.
To bring it back to our focus question, is Moss Boy and the Critters real shoegaze?
If you google, what makes shoegaze shoegaze it will tell you that some stand out factors are ethereal, swirling vocals with layers of distorted, bent, or flanged guitars. If that’s the definition you’d like to go by, be my guest. As I stood there and watched Moss Boy I counted a rough total of 20 moments of pedal engagement, that was only what I had counted for Merritt and if you told me that Jacob had around the same or more while playing second guitar I’d believe you. But some songs only have 2-3 moments where pedals are stomped, that leaves little time for shoe gazing. For false prophets and in the power bestowed upon myself I sentence Moss Boy and the Critters to the title of indie rock for one million years in the name of stolen shoegaze valor.
If you want to support Moss Boy, which I highly recommend doing, they have 3 more shows to cap off the year. Friday the 6th with Husk, Buried With Your Word, Commuted, and Passion Play - AS220 Main Stage, Providence, RI; Friday the 13th with Pond View, Bugslam, Blandest, and Sowing The Tank - VFW Post 185, Feeding Hills, MA; Sunday the 22nd with Asphyxia, Porcelain, Two Boys Kissing, Pulse, and Told Not To Worry - Omen Skate Shop, Middletown, RI.
Baby Breath played their first show as the secret set before Moss Boy went on and I was IMPRESSED! Hearing and seeing a new band, BB is as new as they get, sounding like a band plucked right off of the suggested section of my Youtube feed is nuts. These guys ripped. Something I really appreciated was the back and forths between the two vocalists Carmen and Coco, using the space to talk and belt out some real emotional shit. It may sound dumb but when I hear every band screaming and everyone is screaming and they won't stop screaming and yelling it gets polarizing, so this band was a refresher. Think Lazarus Plot, picky jazz guitar emo, they are for sure a band that will be a recurring character in the IAFUTS chronicles. Happy Belated Coco.
This would also be a great time to talk about the run of shows that Told Not Two Kiss* just conquered this past weekend. There’s an unusual difficulty that I face when it comes to writing about my own endeavors.
Freestyling this.
Over the past weekend the two gayest bands from Rhode Island hit the road in three separate cars to rip open some holes in uncharted land. Chapter one took place in the Amherst Library (Jones Library) with Holder, Buried With Your Words, and I Have No Mouth. We had sushi before the show and I got upset because I thought the staff took away chopsticks after I sat down, it was a great meal but my food came when everyone had already finished theirs. Bradley Holder brought us to get burritos after and it was exactly what I wanted to stuff my hole with after watching a 12yr old fuck up some hard ass drum fills with the most beautiful china. We were lucky enough to stay with our buddies Austin (Red Dot Recording) and Tim (tim) at 550 on Campus, we watched Home Alone 8, cat videos and ate cake. After a U-ie around half way to retrieve Walter’s bag, we took our asses to Troy, NY to play with Blouse and Croquet. They had both released new music the week before but I don’t know how to write about cranky ass screamo type shit, what I can say is it was rad as hell. I started the show off with a Korean Coffee from the restaurant we played (Son Of Egg) and ended it with a chicken sandwich which had me licking more than my fingers after, woo-ieee. That show started at noon and ended by 2:30 which fucked up my fish brain so after getting back in the car to head to NJ we stopped at a Green Apple (?) rest stop and I got garlic hummus and cheddar curds cause I hated everyone who was in the car with me (besides Moth I love you Moth). We were able to see our ol’ friend Malcom who was playing a show in NJ as we were passing through. When we arrived at the Clown House, I took a piss and saw a band called Plaster Head whom I cannot find anything about but let's say it was some quirky type shit with a lot of pedals and only three people. I woke up in Philadelphia and had a chicken Bahmi for breakfast and hoped in the car to head back to NJ. That sandwich which fueled me up to rock my heart out one last night. This time around I played bass for TNTW and forgot every part. We played in a dance studio that looked identical to the one Aidan grew up dancing at. We finished the night by getting Chinese food and meeting my new bud Pat. Rockin type shit. Vampire Survivor rocks harder than you.
*Told Not Two Kiss is the love child of Told Not To Worry and Two Boys Kissing