The Dizzease’s First Album is Infectiously Cute Indiepunk

Like a really cute carving knife you’d find on Pinterest, The Dizzease is adorable with an edge, and they’ve just put out a fun-as-fuck eponymous debut album that you need to hear if cute badasses are your thing. We stumbled across these guys about a week ago at a show at the very nice Wake the Dead coffee shop/venue in San Marcos, and they pretty much stole the night with their high-energy surfy/punk cute songs about things like a cute girl at a grocery store and one of those goofy sticky hand things you get from coin machines.

Lo and behold, these guys dropped all of the songs they played and more on their Bandcamp just days after that show, and it makes for one of the most instantly likeable albums of the year for the area. The coin-machine goodies-based “Sticky Hand” is a true standout track, just about as fun and pared-down as you can get for a twee-ish punk track, and that’s whether or not it actually IS a ridiculously cute metaphor for masturbation (we at The Deli offices here can’t decide if that was the intention, or if we’re just total creeps). The rest of the album is a mix of being totally adorable and lighthearted (there’s literally a track about how awesome one of their dogs is, and it’s actually really fun) and having a bit of a non-mainstream edge, such as track “Grocery Store Girl” which takes the “cute indie crush” song archetype and makes the gender sexual orientation of the crush-haver totally irrelevant (yay 2015!).

In all, this cutepunk effort feels fresh, authentic, adorable and not a bit affected, a four-punch combo that’s really damn hard to do in this cynical, self-aware age, and it’s an album you really should give a shot. If you got a heart, and especially if you feel nostalgic for the simple romance of your rebellious teens, this shit will give you all sorts of goodtime, happy day feels.

Get on it below, and if you’re in the area of their current tour, definitely go see these guys live. We can personally guarantee, they’ll put on a show that’ll make your media-chilled dead-ass millennial heart feel … well, things, and shit for once.