By: Tristan Bannerman
When I first listened to Clementine Creevy, the force behind Cherry Glazerr, I fully bought into the sounds of Papa Cremp and Haxel Princess. It was perfect music for being moody in high school and it was being made by a moody high schooler on the cool side of the continent. This sentiment seems to continue with their most recent album Stuffed & Ready. Yet something has changed. No more do we have the songs about dogs and great titles like “Trick or Treat Dancefloor” — this album occupies a larger sense of unease. It almost feels as if a thin layer of tension has landed upon you.
What was once high school melancholia and cool has now turned into something darker. When I first listened to the album the first thing I wrote down was “shot where you are in focus and everyone around you is blurry”. This type of dread carries on throughout the album. Not all of Creevy’s words are easy to discern, but the ones you remember are words of desolation and woe.
“That’s Not My Real Life” features Delicate Steve, and showcases the high strung tension of the album, all while inspiring you to dance a little. “Daddi” is another song that I am drawn to. It is an anxious and frenetic song with a chorus of Creevy asking her “daddi” what she should do. A stressful song for stressful times. The pace of “Daddi” combined with Creevy’s unnerving vocals, results in an eerie song that recounts an abusive relationship. “Pieces” is the one song that breaks through the tense atmosphere this album creates, if only for two minutes. Creevy sings about wanting to be with a lover, and the song lulls the listener into a lethargic state a welcome change from the nervous energy of the album. Yet Creevy still is afflicted by the same pains she was feeling before, singing “I don’t want to be ripped up into these pieces”.
There exists an overall feeling of dread on this album. It is a feeling of isolation (hey that’s a name of a song), but an isolation that exists in contrast to everyone else’s togetherness. Not only are you alone but you are the only one alone. Even more than that there is a feeling throughout the album of not only your loneliness but also that someone else is tormenting you. “Daddi” is an obvious example, but “Stupid Fish” is song where these feelings seem more pointed and palpable. Creevy screams near the end of the track “I see myself in you and that’s why I fucking hate you” before finishing the song repeating “I see myself in you… me and you.”
This album is good when you listen to it, once you engage with the sound you quickly find yourself enveloped in Creevy’s world. I liked it when it was on but I didn’t find myself later in the day or week wanting to put it back on. This may be because I knew listening to it would remind me that I had to write words about it but that’s how things go sometimes. I think in 6 months I will listen to it again and then I will be able to interact with Stuffed & Ready fully. The stress and anxiety involved with the album are not necessarily bad things; they are reminders and they are showing what Creevy was experiencing as she made the album.