Rod Liddle Rod Liddle

Cheekface are uplifting and witty but also very punchable: It’s Sorted reviewed

There is a decent pop sensibility at work here, unquestionably, but too often the know-it-all snarkiness grates

issue 10 February 2024

Grade: B+

Cheekface are apt to divide opinion rather sharply. There are those who believe that the Los Angeles indie nerd-rock three-piece dissect late capitalism and the American psyche with an uplifting and insightful laconic wit. And then there are those who want to punch them repeatedly in the face, especially the singer Greg Katz – punch them and punch them until there is nothing left but broken teeth. I get that. I swing between both camps.

In this respect, and several others, they are rather like Weezer, except a little less cute. In the end people decided that a punching was probably the right option for Weezer and they may, after time, decide the same for Cheekface.

What we have here is half-spoken, half-drawled slacker vocals atop a sparse guitar, bass and drums ensemble which, weirdly, brings to mind the B-52s.

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