For its upcoming album Apocalipstick, which comes out January 20, Cherry Glazerr signed to fabled indie label Secretly Canadian, but judging by our 20 minutes together, they’re taking things anything but seriously. In the NYLON office photo studio, the band—made up of singer/guitarist Clementine Creevy, multi-instrumentalist Sasami Ashworth, and drummer Tabor Allen—licked each other’s elbows, detailed the "Fibonacci sequence of snack games,” and told us about being a horn star, not a porn star. But the playful attitude belies its sleek new sound: recent singles “Told You I’d Be With The Guys” and “Nurse Ratched” show off polished riffs, incisive lyrics, and urgent vocals miles ahead of the band’s garage rock origins. Like Hole updated for the Tumblr era, Cherry Glazerr are the grunge-pop darlings to soundtrack your war against the patriarchy.
You guys have worked with some pretty iconic labels, such as Burger Records. What prompted the shift to Secretly Canadian?
Clementine Creevy: Secretly is a great label with really cool music lovers and wonderful energy. They've allowed us to do what we want creatively so far and they loved our record. We wanted to have some variety and explore all musical pathways.
CC: We definitely did a lot. It was night and day with how this record was crafted. This second record was much more, I don't want to sound like we know what the hell we're doing, but slightly more sophisticated and focused and deliberate and exploratory. We had two producers on this record. It was produced by Joe Chiccarelli and it was co-produced by Carlos de la Garza, and they were really great partners to have in the process that pushed us to explore a bunch of different shit, tonally and structurally.
How does it compare to the rest of the record tonally and stylistically?
You guys keep posting about "slaves to the glaze." What does it mean to be a slave to the glaze?
So many of your song titles are related to snacks. What are your favorite snacks?
CC: Would you eat a banana?
We've learned many things today, but the readers of NYLON need to know one more thing. What is Cherry Glazerr's deepest, darkest secret?