Charly Bliss

Young Enough

Young Enough introduces new moods and textures without tamping down the band’s irrepressible likeability.

Young Enough makes clear that the band, particularly Hendricks' knack for weaving clear-eyed narratives into her writing, aren't about to have their vision hemmed in by any one scene or sound.

‘Young Enough’ packs bubblegum pop bangers and attitude to spare. A solid effort.

Young Enough outshines a promising debut, delivering a steady mix of summery earworms and angst.

Guppy was a rock album that happened to have sharp pop hooks; Young Enough is a pop album that just happens to rock.

This is one of those rare records that sounds like a Greatest Hits compilation and simultaneously a summer mixtape while, by the time winter rolls around, we'll be digging deeper into the reflective, cracked mirror lyrics to provide us with a little familiar, melancholic comfort.

The Brooklyn band’s second record is bigger and darker, amplifying their ’80s new-wave sparkle into ecstatic triumph.

Young Enough is poppier than its predecessor but not always as immediately catchy. Sometimes that feels intentional and it can often be a good thing, often slowing down the band’s torpedo tunefulness to negotiate trauma in real time.

‘Young Enough’ is the sound of a tug of war between joy and sorrow; spoiler alert – joy conquers sorrow.