Bands like Leggy don’t grow on trees.
It’s finally officially spring and that means it’s time to pop the peach champagne and kick off your high-heeled shoes. If Leggy’s debut EP Cavity Castle is a sugar rush, their follow-up EPNice Try is a day-drinking buzz — stronger and sunnier with more bite. The Cincinnati trio of Véronique Allaer, Kerstin Bladh, and Chris Campbell have spent the year since Cavity Castlealmost constantly playing shows, whether it’s a local residency or mini tour, and it’s evident on the new EP. Allaer sings more confidently, playfully pushing and pulling the lyrics out of her mouth on “July” in a way that’s flirty, but also totally cool and intimidating, like mermaids of ancient legend (which brings the line “Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea” to a whole new level). That’s not the only time Leggy references mythology, more obviously on “Adonis,” yet the advice is relevant as ever: “Our twenties aren’t for playing safe.”
But if your Adonis, I think, or Apollo doesn’t work out, just put on “Grrls Like Us” on repeat and get drunk with your girlfriends because who else are you gonna shout, “There are plenty of fish in the sea, but girls like us don’t grow on trees” with? The infectious single combines all the best things about Leggy: a hip-shake-friendly bassline, drums you want to headbang to, and Allaer’s vocal flourishes that are irresistible to mimic on every sing-along (and there are a lot of sing-alongs because the main thing about Leggy songs is that they get stuck in your head forever). The way Allaer spits out “The future’s shining like a jar of fucking fireflies” makes me believe it’s the best Lindsay Weir line Linda Cardellini never said. John Hoffman and Jerri Queen return as co-producers for Nice Try, rounding out Leggy’s genre-spanning punk-meets-pop-meets-old school rock with a surf vibes sprinkled on top — perfect EP opener/introduction “Peach” epitomizes this. Also coming back for round two is the track “High Heeled Shoes,” this time titled “HHS 2” and given a punched up, fuzzier rework of the hazy, wandering original. Giving “HHS” a more upbeat, thus subtlety sinister, spin on Don Draper’s likely inner theme song (“I’m never coming home, I really lost my way”) showcases how much Leggy’s grown in such a short time, and they’re only going to get better. There are plenty of bands in the sea, but ones like Leggy don’t grow on trees.