Syracuse five‐piece Perfect Pussy sound like a hardcore band fronted by Joan of Arc: A swirling maelstrom of fire engulfs a singer who shouts with the ecstatic conviction of someone who would rather die than apologize.
Following a searing, four‐song demo tape released last year, their proper full‐length debut Say Yes to Love is an unrelentingly intense experience—23 minutes of five people pushing themselves to their absolute limit.
Frontwoman Meredith Graves has called the band's songs “happy revelations about incendiary events,” and this remains the most fitting description of their music.
It doesn’t feel corny or hyperbolic to call this record life‐affirming, so perfectly does it capture the flashes of gratitude, self‐knowledge, and inexplicable joy that often follow an experience of great pain.
Review:
Perfect Pussy's combustive, confrontational sound was so fully formed on
their demo I Have Lost All Desire for Feeling that it seemed like their voice
could only be diluted on a more widely released effort. However, they sound even
more vital on their official debut, Say Yes to Love, offsetting any gains in
fidelity with the sheer amount of noise packed into these songs. They use
loudness as both a cloak and a dagger even more skillfully than before,
alternately hiding behind and brandishing it on “Driver,” where hissing
static acts like a lit fuse before the song explodes. Despite being nearly
drowned out by the rest of the band, Meredith Graves remains the heart of
Perfect Pussy; it says as much about the state of music in the 2010s as it does
about the band that there are so few acts with a frontwoman this charismatic and
assertive. Graves' blunt yet poetic lyrics reveal the depth of Perfect
Pussy's music. She sings about light as much as anger, and wrestles with sex
and body positivity in such complicated and honest ways that when she sings
“I can only love and move toward everyone” on “Big Stars” or “No
bruise is permanent, neither am I” on “Dig,” her conflict is almost
palpable. Her ambivalence peaks on “Interference Fits,” where love and
marriage – or abstaining from them – are equally tough choices, made all
the more poignant by the Sonic Youth-like bruised punk surrounding them. That
Perfect Pussy choose to shroud the clarity of their words in thick sheets of
noise makes for a fascinating, if frustrating contrast; the only way to fully
absorb their music is to put in the time with repeated listening and reading the
lyrics. Fortunately, that's not a problem with an album as thought-provoking as
Say Yes to Love.
All Music Guide – Heather Phares