Gabriel Delicious's art pop declaration "Road Dogs" feels like a diorama of life on the road

Gabriel Delicious's art pop declaration Road Dogs feels like a diary or diorama of life on the road, of living out of your suitcase and surviving on ketchup packets when you have to. All the while the stories are dressed up in lush lead guitars and melodies in this kind of intoxicated drug baked vibe with heavy doses of art power pop and glam things happening. I love Gabriel's sing-songish approach to his style which has a tinge of squinty eyed cynicism, maybe even a bit of condescension, not in a better than you way but in a disdain for life itself ie: wanting more sort of way. That might just me projecting but it is worth saying. Loving the sound. If we lose our lust for life and curiosity and / or anger of what life is we are nothing at all really. 

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Robb Donker



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Delicious is masking anxiety with lyrical humor and overcompensating discomfort with cheeky expression. These songs recall the playful idiosyncrasy of Randy Newman or Lou Reed over a loosely tucked bed of irreverent-tinged-mellow-punk.