The Dirty Youth – Gold Dust review

THE DIRTY YOUTHThe Dirty Youth have credentials that’d be the clear envy of many an artist in the rock industry, among those playing shows with acts from Korn and Heaven’s Basement to Bruce Springsteen and Paul McCartney, multiple Download appearances, seven million YouTube views and a shed load more of impressive social media stats. More importantly, their debut album Red Light Fix racked up massive critical acclaim, and, well, sophomore offering Gold Dust is a bloody smasher, too.

Eleven tracks long, the anticipated work is set for release on May 11th via Transcend Music, and the South Wales outfit up the bar again with their synth-tinged modern rock sound. Opening I’m Not Listening To You is, ironically, one to grab your attention with fearless instrumental that takes the best of raw instrumental rock and electronica to hit a balance of dancey-metal. Think a mix of Fall Out Boy and Paramore (not just for female vocalist, Danni Monroe), and you’ve got it.

Catchy hooks prove a big thing for the band with single Alive being one made for strobe lights and gang vocals at a live show, and, with no disrespect meant, Just Move On is bound to elicit an emancipation fuelled sing along for the lyrics that could’ve easily been penned by an early, feisty Avril Lavigne.

Current single The One is a massive one for the electronica on the record, whilst Danni’s vocals work impossible scales like it’s nothing – it feels a bit of an odd batch throwing a nearly drum and bass close on a metal influenced track, but it works, even if it is a bit schizophrenic.

Throughout Gold Dust, Danni pushes her vocals ridiculously, one of the key markers that makes the record so thoroughly engaging, and the opening bars of Darkest Wedding live up to this, with a Marmozets-esque aggression to the pace of the track.

Though it’s got big refrains and keeps attention hooked, Invincible slips into being somewhat of a filler on the album, not standing out too much but keeping the momentum, before personal favourite, marginally bizarre Bury Me Next To Elvis, elbows its way in with fun lyrics and a passionate chorus.

Flowing straight into Don’t Feel Right, an emotive and personal number that’ll be bound to connect with the masses and strike itself as a fan favourite, a typical soaring chorus masking the heart on sleeve lyricism. Unapologetically honest, Who I Am is another personal-driven anthem, dramatic electronica matching up with a punch instrumental.

Fun and flirty Bedroom Karate keeps up the addictive sound before closing, sentimental Holding On makes it as the token slow number on the record – it’s a bit of a cliched way to end thing, but the noteworthy guitar solo and soaring, epic vocals make it a strong end regardless.

There’s something bizarrely Avril Lavigne-ish in the music, but with the weight of Marmozets’ music, the fire of Paramore and the fun and hooks of Fall Out Boy, with Gold Dust The Dirty Youth have done a smashing job of blasting out another eleven tracks made, possibly, of gold dust.

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