![]() No Dogs Allowed proves resonant, however, because it exists in the limbo of modern day boredom. When she forgets to refer back to her own imposter syndrome, doubts and fears, Gish has a pure optimism that is just as potent as. “Persephone” features clever wordplay that uses Gish’s tendency to butcher hard-to-pronounce words as a way to embrace her unconventionality as a whole. ![]() “Where the Sidewalk Ends” includes a soaring, layered chorus - the catchiest in an album full catchy choruses - with a childlike delight that proves absolutely infectious. Early cut “Good Magician” imagines a hilarious scenario that ends with the accidental mutilation of the Trix rabbit. ![]() To that end, there’s a ton of charm and absurd humor in Sidney Gish’s music as well. She may feel like an outcast in this increasingly strange world, but the upbeat guitars and playful melodies prove she’s never not having fun. And the comic “Imposter Syndrome” finds Gish asking: “Every other day I’m wondering: What’s a human being gotta be like? What’s a way to just be competent?” She constantly picks herself apart, but also clearly sees her strangeness and inability to function in society as her greatest strength. On “I Eat Salads Now”, she quotes clear inspiration Frankie Cosmos when declaring: “ I’m 20, washed up already”. The next line, she even criticizes her own self-criticisms(!), declaring them: “ half-assed self abuse”. On “Mouth Log” the singer confesses that she flourishes when surrounded by tabloid magazines and meme groups, confessing that: “ I’m kinda pissed if this is the real me”. The album heavily orbits around self-doubt, as Gish airs out her imperfections and guilts to her audience. However, No Dogs Allowed spends most of its time picking apart it’s own narrator. But the song’s hook is animated with passion, and Gish’s vocals contain a comforting whimsey (for lack of a better word) that conveys an unmistakable affection and endearing personality. Gish delivers her lyrics with a deadpan that would normally personify cynical, and she easily sounds as such on paper. It’s a relatable, distinctly millennial scene: feeling shitty at a party full of uninteresting people and opting to go home to your own personal haven (bed), instead. On opener “Sin Triangle” (which is preluded with the sample-heavy intro “Bird Tutorial”) Gish sets a telling stage for the rest of the album set at a shitty college party: “ I’m just gonna wait for nausea to set in, I’m peacing out at eleven, the friendly girls are trying to comfort me, as if I’m a depressed chick at a frat party”. It’s a project that’s packed with self-criticisms, hilarious observations and tales that examine the confused navigations of young adulthood. No Dogs Allowed is the second self-released album from Sidney Gish, and it marks an ironic maturity for a singer that skillfully boasts her inability to grow up. She hones a casual intimacy in a way few other artists can manage. She revels in her ordinariness (even if her music proves she is anything but ordinary), laughs at her failed attempts at normalcy, and produces her best content in states of manic uncertainty. The Boston-based singer/songwriter writes songs with a lived-in detail that is all too easy to identify with. Watching Sidney Gish was ultimately a chill, relaxing way to begin day two of this festival weekend.As my college career draws to a close, few artists have resonated with me as strongly as Sidney Gish. Though she seemed cool and collected onstage, she admitted to the crowd, "Every time I try to think of banter in advance, it never works out right." ![]() The crowd got especially riled up when she announced she was playing one of her big hits, "Impostor Syndrome." Before Sidney ended her set, she took the time to talk a little more with her fans. It felt almost like we were her best friends, and she was playing to a small gathering of us instead of a huge audience. It's something that very few artists do, especially at such big shows. Sidney also introduced every song before she sang it. Despite it being a one woman show onstage, Sidney's quirky, lighthearted, and ultimately super relatable lyrics put smiles on everyone's faces, and earned her a loyal and excited crowd. The audience greeted her to loud cheers and applause, and after a quick "hello, Boston Calling," she started jamming out right away.Īs Sidney started playing her first song, the crowd immediately closed in on the barrier, as if she were physically drawing everyone to her. With just herself and her sticker-decorated electric guitar, local indie singer-songwriter Sidney Gish took the Red Stage early on Boston Calling Day two. ![]()
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