Following up their 2017 album
TRU was never going to be an easy task for
Ovlov. It was such a defining statement of heartfelt guitar noise, shot through with shards of melancholy heartbreak, that trying to top it seemed a foolhardy idea. Instead, the band decided to make something with slightly lower stakes and a higher pop quotient. To that end, for 2021's
Buds Steve Hartlett dug through old demos to find songs that were deemed too light at the time, plus he wrote a few that fit the brief. The result is a little lighter than
TRU, but it's hardly featherweight. There are plenty of blown-out guitars and ripping leads, the rhythm section still pounds like they are trying to escape a locked room, and Harlett ladles lots of goopy melancholy into the melodies.
Buds totally sounds and feels like
Ovlov; the difference here is that they add a couple spoonfuls of sugar and a little more jangle than usual. There are loads of backing vocals, too, with singers like
Jordyn Blakely of
Stove and
Smile Machine, Alex Gehring of
Ringo Deathstarr, and Erin McGrath providing sweetness to go along with Harlett's understated slackness. As did most of
TRU, tracks like "Baby Shea" and "Land of Steve-O" feel like they could be alt-rock radio hits of the '90s, all soft verse-loud chorus dynamics with huge hooks and brightly lit guitars. Other songs break a bit of new ground: "Strokes" is a nice piece of insurgent jangle pop with a chorus made up of gnarly distortion and a happily unhinged solo, "Feel the Pain" is a quietly strummed, sad song, and "The Wishing Well" barely even gets loud. It's a small stretch that proves the band can dial down the noise and still make a big impact. The rest of the album is vintage
Ovlov, only with a lighter touch and slightly more subtle amp punishment. "Eat More" is a perfect example of how they blend the devastatingly heavy guitar sound of
TRU with the soft approach of
Buds. It's one of the album's highlights, and it's hard not to be transported when the guitars finally lose touch with earth at the song's climax. "Cheer Up, Chirio!" also leans into the heaviness, deftly balancing the grinding guitars with a very melodic verse and lovely background vocals.
Buds rushes by fast -- eight songs in 25 minutes -- but that works in its favor. It makes it easier to spin the record again and again, soaking in the riffs, hooks, and Harlett's breathtaking songs.
TRU may have announced to the indie rock world at large that
Ovlov had arrived;
Buds lets everyone know they are here to stay. ~ Tim Sendra