• Compact discs!

1. L.A., Louisiana
2. Stones Throw
3. Mikey Says
4. Forget Me Not
5. Lads In Training
6. 30 Days
7. Polly-O String Theory
8. Human Pudding
9. Sounds Like A Plan
10. Hot Tub
11. Girls Don't Cry

$10

Full of Fancy
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Story

In 2006 I took a job that drained me of my time and energy more so than any other job that I had before or since. It was a job in the music industry and I figured there would be music constantly playing in the office and everyone would have the same passion and energy for music that I did. I was dead wrong. I hardly ever listened to music and as a result I didnï¿½t seek anything new because I hadnï¿½t played through everything I had yet, also based on my new found lack of energy and time, I didnï¿½t look for anything new to listen to. A friend, knowing my dire state of affairs, was kind enough to send over a demo of a sorta side project that were her friends. I instantly fell in love with Full of Fancy and the rest as they say is history.

Reviews

Readmag.com review by Adam Coozer

Sigh. You know this is going to be a hugely overlooked album, and that is sad. Full Of Fancy are perfectly pleasing, sugar-coated female-fronted power pop, but they don't have the bells n' whistles to make an impact on today's Soviettes/Epoxies topsy-turvy post-9/11 world. Rather than pop punk, they really hail from the twee pop camp, which is a timeless sound but unfortunately forgotten since the 1990s. Cub is their most direct ancestor; All Girl Summer Fun Band could be an older cousin. Call me whatever emasculating locker-room insult you wish - I adore this type of ultra-girly pop: listlessly energetic but poppy; lyrics that make me proud of being a child of the 80s; female vox that are vulnerable and girl-next-door, but oh-so cutesy with heart-warming background ah-ah-ah's. Full Of Fancy are feel-good fun and they make feel as sweet and squishy as the gummy bears that adorn their cover. 4.5/5 Stars

theowlmag.com review by Kiri Oliver

Listening to this collection of exuberant lo-fi pop songs that recall Dressy Bessy and the Moldy Peaches, it's easy to picture Full of Fancy playing a really fun basement show where everyone is clapping along, dancing with abandon, and feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. All three members list "Fancy" as their last name, their album cover has a lot of gummy bears on it, and they like to reminisce about things like that one really great day at the beach ("Human Pudding") and "Halloween 1987, Halloween 1986, back when things were real" ("Polly-O String Theory"). Sometimes, Erin and Miranda are driving past your house, wondering if you're watching Degrassi ("Los Angeles, Louisiana") and sometimes they really wish youï¿½d show a little heart and write them some love letters ("Forget Me Now"). Above all, theyï¿½re real, they're honest, and theyï¿½re having a good time living and loving and writing songs about it.

Razorcake #42 review by Joe Evans III

It's fitting that the cover art is full of gummy bears; at the core, this is super sugary, ultra fun, catchy pop. But then, there's a strange, distinctive aftertaste, that leaves you unsure of what it is, just that it's GOOD. In this case, it stems from a distinct mid-90's alternative rock influence that becomes a little more noticeable with every listen. Think a stripped-down version of the Soviettes putting out a record on Sub Pop in its heyday. Think jelly beans dipped in fudge. Think one of the best first full lengths of the year. Think highly recommended.

Jersey Beat review by Phil Rainone

Take a couple of pieces of Pez (I like cherry, with the Spiderman head), and wrap around them a few sticks of Bubblelicious bubblegum, than put it all on top of some tongue-in-cheek teen angst, and you'll have a good idea (and probably a sugar high) of what Full of Fancy sound like. And let me tell you, to create songs like "Forget Me Not," "30 Days" or "Sounds Like a Plan" with their garagey, punk pop sound and the bandï¿½s innocent-yet-come-hither vocals is an amazing feat that not many bands of their genre can accomplish. Nevertheless, FoF will get you up there on the dance floor, shakin' your tail feathers too! "Mikey Says" is one of those cool-as-fuck put downs about a guy who thinks he's got all the girls wrapped around his pinky. It's the guy we all know who's a real ASSHOLE, yet he seems to get the girl time and time again. (Gee, I hope itï¿½s not about anybody we know.) This album not only oozes sexiness at times ("Girls Don't Cry," "Los Angeles, Louisiana"), but it can also sound like dirty, bluesy rock ("Stone's Throw,") while the vocals writhe and slither through the songs. With The Ergs! adding a dash or two of their musical mojo (I guess there were no hard feelings, Mikey?), the album has a low-fi feel that's a bit different from most pop/punk. This is a band thatï¿½s unwilling to define itself, but punk rock is clearly Full of Fancy's first love. After listening to Sweet Baby Jesus, I'm dying to see Full of Fancy live!

Punknews.org review by greg0rb

Full of Fancy couldnï¿½t have picked more appropriate cover art. Playing candy-coated female-fronted pop-punk of the Ramones / Screeching Weasel / Queers lineage, this girl-girl-guy trio throw down with 11 songs that all sound pretty similar, but are all pretty decent. Throughout the album the guitars stay clean-channel a lot of the time, giving off a garage feel then going for the fuzz at crucial moments. The girl vocals are sweet but not too sweet, packing a little punch into each melody. The two ladies share leads and harmonize often, with Kim Deal rightfully an influence tone-wise. Sometimes, however, it seems they push through a half-baked verse melody by shout-singing just to get to the chorus hook. In ï¿½Forget Me Nowï¿½ things get downright mean, even in the delivery of "Send me flowers to wear / In my hair" to which I would add ï¿½ï¿½dammit!ï¿½ Things end in a tizzy with guttural vocals and a shriek to cap it off. ï¿½Hot Tubï¿½ ends with a great team-scream of "Are you gonna save my heart?!" The group doesnï¿½t believe in bridges, solos, or extended endings, with nearly half the songs here expiring before the two-minute mark, and only two songs making it past the three-. While music of this style typically doesnï¿½t call for much elaboration, during the best tunes I found myself wishing for some stretching of melodic motives. I found my favorite in ï¿½Lads in Trainingï¿½ (though it was written by someone outside the band) with its slightly slower tempo and jangly verse/distorted chorus, with that nice high vocal jump in the hook and silly "hey dude lyrics. Turns out this one does have a bridge, going the relative minor route and sounding a bit oldies radio, and I dig it; too bad that only lasts about 14 seconds. ï¿½30 Daysï¿½ has one of the catchiest choruses with great harmonies, sounding like a lost `60s hit: "I really miss you, miss you, miss you / I really wanna kiss you, kiss you, kiss you," yet they only give it to us twice. Obviously, lyrically weï¿½re not talking rocket science here and that was never the point, but songs like ï¿½Sounds Like a Planï¿½ seem to have about five different words and thatï¿½s including ï¿½ohï¿½ and ï¿½yeah.ï¿½ Sweet Baby Jesus is a fun teeth-rotting time, for sure. Itï¿½s nice for quick little jolt, zipping through what they call a full length in 24-minute EP time. But I doubt Iï¿½ll be revisiting this too often, for when I need a pop-punk fix Iï¿½ll likely opt instead for more solid or classic releases of bands mentioned above.