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Rating: I dove headfirst into the emo waves of the new millennium: the 2010s were an unusual ferment of bands from twinkle (indie+midwest) to skramz (basically soft screamo), passing through emoviolence and a kind of emo-garage that recalls a more honorable pop-punk and crashes into the wall of power pop.
Recently, I've been overwhelmed by the strong entrance of the new generation of emoboyz, overwhelmed, just me alone.
No one is following the bandcamp and the soundcloud as diligently as I am during this period: the blending of shoegaze, post-hardcore, bedroom lo-fi, ambient, dream pop, chiptune and nintendocore, noise rock, and garage punk with a solid emo base, which, following the various directions given to us last decade, are the summary of four apparently elephantine decades that manage to be fresh even though they've just been taken out of the freezer.
I don't want to say that Avenade is the archetype of this subspecies of post-post-emo (pardon the imagination) but really we find ourselves facing an album that is adolescent yet mature (we're talking about a twenty-year-old) that manages, in an impossible compromise, to unite My Chemical Romance and Cloud Nothings and not suck at all.
The point is the success of an album that is both hetero and homogeneous with powerviolence bursts and soft dream parts, an involutionary genius.
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