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I came across Hipster Youth on a blog a few months ago, procured the album Teenage Elders via bandcamp and promptly continued to ignore its presence on my hard drive for weeks on end, where it sat dusty and unloved, hidden beneath the hundreds of jpeg images getting daily use in my ‘Man Hoes’ folder. Such a situation is not indicative of the quality of the album, and rather illustrates to the world the lethargy and lack of drive that can be contained within the corporeal confines of this female body. While rooting around for things I wanted to feature on this blog, I came upon the file, embarrassingly still in its beige, zipped up suitcase, untouched by the wonders of WINZIP, unable to open its mouth and breathe itself out.

Hipster Youth is the alter-ego of Porn on Vinyl’s Aidan Wall. Aidan Wall is 19 years old, and can thus line up behind the massive queues of teenagers that make me feel like an abysmally uninteresting human being with nothing to offer the world with my vapidly ageing 22 year old body. But less about me and my Peter Pan complex.

This is, fittingly, what I would describe with my limited musical vocabulary, as bedroom music. Bedroom music in that it has that level of low-fi production – always a bonus for me – and bedroom music in that when listening you find yourself thinking that that is where it is suited to; Lying on your bed, typing on your laptop, staring at a larger-than-socially-acceptable poster of Lloyd Cole on your ceiling, right above your bed so that when you wake up it is the first thing you see, and in a way that excites you, but in a way that sort of makes you scared due to the implications… these are the moments that listening to Teenage Elders seems appropriate. And I think that’s bloody fantastic. It is a demonstration in making the music of the everyday. It’s perfectly named in that sense, because every teenager with an over-sensitive personality and probably a touch of psychosis has had those moments of being utterly floored by music and the possibilities of it, the things that become achievable from the darkness and must of the bedroom. And from the bedroom it did emerge.

What’s cool about it too, despite what I may have implied by the use of the word ‘everyday’ is that listening to the album makes you feel like you’re somewhere else altogether. ‘Little Lost Bear’ – capitals included despite the inclinations of the artist formerly known as Hipster Youth -, for example, turns listeners into human Mario’s, trotting along arm and leg extended, crushing Koopas under brown-bootied-feet. ‘Super Fun Hipster Suicide Party’ makes me feel like I’ve taken a lot of Salvia. Basically the point is, its escapism. It doesn’t feel Irish and it doesn’t feel mundane and it can be listened to by Irish people and mundane people in their Irish and mundane bedrooms so they feel… like they’re not Irish and mundane.

If I could fault the album, it would be to say that it suffers a little bit from its inconsistency. The tracks are all unique, and of course this is never an insult, but on occasion while sitting with my eyes closed, finding myself immersed in the delicate, morose keening of Wall’s occasional vocals, I found myself suddenly kneed in the eye, gobbed in the chin and jerked back into seating from my position of comfort. This, again, is not really a negative; sometimes you like to be surprised and awoken from the euphoric slumber, but I think in the case of some of these tracks, the changes are too sudden. I feel like a record so dependent on its circuits should feel more like a circuit in itself. It should feel rounded and like you’re getting mutated versions of the same thing. Like you’re given an idea, and you’re told to run with it, in circles and in squares and into walls and back again, but you run with it anyway. I’ve never been one to demand an album give me 12 identical tracks, and I am certainly not demanding it here. Teenage Elders should be rewarded for its dynamics; what I feel it is only slightly lacking, is the cohesion.

Despite this, I honestly recommend this album with aplomb. I think it is fun, it’s exciting and it’s experimental. Personally, I have listened to it over and over, and what I think resonates from it, is its undeniable potential. I’m looking forward to hearing more from Hipster Youth, and really hope Aidan Wall is given the opportunity to bang out the record that is clearly living inside him and his annoyingly young and talented head.

You can download Teenage Elders for absolutely nothing, or you can do the advisable thing and shell out the modest 12 quid for the deluxe edition – all over at the Hipster Youth bandcamp.

One word review says: Promising