Big Fireworks
There was a brief moment at the end of the 70s and the dawn of the 80s, when guitar music felt impossibly sharp and optimistic at the same time. Not quite punk, not quite pop, it was later labelled power pop, though the tag never quite captured its emotional voltage. Songs were tight but euphoric, melodic yet slightly wired, built for bedrooms and backseats as much as stages. It was an era of endless possibility, before irony hardened everything. Gee Whiz! approach that language with striking precision. Their single “Big Fireworks” does not flirt with nostalgia as costume. It lives inside it, as if that open horizon never closed. In indie films, there is often a montage of pure, unfiltered youth. A group of friends drifting through long afternoons and reckless nights, beer bottles in hand, music bleeding from car speakers, yellow-tinted frames and blurred laughter. Nothing monumental happens, yet everything feels enormous. “Big Fireworks” holds that atmosphere with care. It becomes a container for those private jokes, impulsive choices and inexplicable memories that only make sense within a trusted circle. When you are young, these moments seem disposable. Later, as life demands polish and self-control, they reveal themselves as coordinates. They are clues to who we were before consequence entered the room. The single anticipates their forthcoming album “Gee Whiz!” and sets out a quiet manifesto. In a cultural landscape obsessed with reinvention and curated personas, the band argue for something more elemental: the freedom to be entirely yourself among friends.