Steeped in the tradition of “not being able to do anything right”. Whiner is that band from New Jersey you love to hate.
Dramatic rock n’ roll anthems about what it’s like when the depraved are let loose for a big night on the town. The dark lords of emotional pop are here to spill their drinks and hearts on the dance floor. Frontman Cameron J. Castan’s bleak operatic vocals equal parts Top 40 and Motown, are melancholically belted like its 1980. Younger brother Christian “Boon” commands the guitar with biting sound that dabbles in the best sounds from each side of the pond, think pixies meets brit pop. The futuristic keys and production of Henry Heissenbuttel add a blissed out hypnotic alternate reality of melody and texture. Asking the listener, what just happened? Rounded out on the rhythm section by hard hitting human drum machine and lost boy Johnny Dynamite and the tight tasteful disco punk bass grooves of refined Glam rocker Bridget Bakie.