Earlier this year we saw the long overdue repress of the debut full length “Weekend at Dave’s” from Too Many Daves. That was initially released back in 2010. Seemingly, in 2026, the global environment might just be perfect for the band to teeter on the tightrope of cynicism masquerading as dumb as slate high jinks and balls-out bad taste. With label mates Back Teeth already jokingly referring to themselves as “post-orgcore dad rock” or some other type of scene homage meets self-parody, it’s possible that we’ve gone a full 180 degrees beyond being ‘meta’. And with the state of the world being as it is today, I’m totally down for this level of post-post-modern faux-ironic, but possibly quite sincere nonsense.
Too Many Daves set the scene for the release of their second full length, Return of the Living Daves thusly:
In this meme driven dumbed down dystopian landscape stupid has become the norm. In this reality tapping a screen and posting an image half the world has recycled makes you feel genius. A world where your tour guide is AI and your chauffeur is a self-driving car. A culture so dumbed down the ability to distinguish parody from reality has been blurred like a pair of beer goggles.
Enter Too Many Daves, a clan of outcasted misanthropes who poke fun at existence while celebrating life at the same time. The schtick is pushing stupid all the way to the edge without actually falling off the cliff. To walk such a thin line between stupid and clever, it makes one wonder if the formula is sustainable in today’s devolved society?
Fifteen years and four bass players later the Daves are willing guinea pigs in the experiment. They’ve re-entered the game and are walking amongst the NPCs with “The Return of the Living Daves”.
Yup, they’ve visited these themes before with hits like I’m With Stupid, and pushed the envelope of common decency with their double 7in release, Too Many Daves Go Full Tard. And, yup. Common sense has not gotten the better of them. Not only has common sense not entered the room, it’s not entered the mudderfugging country. I for one could not be happier about this.
A cautionary tale made flesh; cheap, dumb laughs; a guide to living like you mean it. Call it what you want. I’d call it a heavy dose of genius with a much needed chaser of light relief. If this is the sound of imminent brain death, then sign me up, motherfucker.
You can pick this up on pre-order in the UK from Little Rocket Records and ADD Records in the US on three colourways of vinyl that come with an etched flipside. Release date is scheduled for 3rd December…
