/All I know is that you’re perfect right now/ As Kip Berman’s soft vocals purr over the lo-fi pop guitar strings, the sheer vulnerability in The Pains of Being Pure at Heart is unavoidably endearing. As their heartfelt lyrics, bulging with teenage angst, ride the waves of their own personal brand of noise pop, the collision of juxtaposing extremes seem to justify the buzz that has surrounded this New York four-piece so far this year.
‘Come Saturday’ has a harsher feel than previously release tracks, with its highly distorted guitar input at times overpowering the trademark fragility of Kip’s vocals. Yet the track stands strong with their influences of The Ramones prevailing and undertones reminiscent of The Cure. But it is the subtleties in the track that make it so appealing. The intoxicating combination of dirty pop rock with the twee innocence of lyrics like /you don’t have to dress to please/ perhaps undress for me/ make it clear that these are set to be exciting times for The Pains of Being Pure at Heart. And rightly so.