You could say that Sick Feeling are a Brooklyn-based band, and you’d be right, but their story is one that originates in Berkeley, Austin, Philadelphia, and the suburban New Jersey sprawl — scenes best known for their raw and trenchant undergrounds, vanguard cities to many.
You could say that Sick Feeling are a new band, and even though Suburban Myth is their debut album, that’s almost true. They’ve been together for two years, but their ranks have well-established histories playing in a wide-ranging list of bands including Ink & Dagger, …And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead, and the Mongoloids, among others.
You could also say that Sick Feeling are a hardcore-punk band, and you’d be right in the most fundamental sense, but what does that even mean when we’re talking about a band that once curated a photo exhibit in New York and then showed up to play inside of a twelve-foot square box for three nonstop hours? A CBGB Sunday Matinee it was not, but risks like these speak to hardcore’s historic sense of testing boundaries and appropriating space.
After hearing Suburban Myth, you will be hard-pressed to say that Sick Feeling haven’t somehow transformed their nascent punk paradigms into a viable model of what it means to be young and fucked up and still turned off by self-defeating ennui. Which means that the worst possible thing would be to confuse this band with the past-due punk of pessimism and power chords. Sick Feeling is the sound of American nostalgia being turned inside out.