The Thermals are sneaky little dudes! They kick off latest single "I Don't Believe You" all muted, like they've traded in their blasting pop-punk for lo-fi plat du jour. But then, just as you crank up your headphones to make up the difference, BLAM! The amp blows. These people have been making music in Portland, Oregon for the better part of a decade—does it date us if we tell you we remember seeing Hutch and Kathy play a way-pre-Thermals acoustic show under the moniker Hutch and Kathy at a North Portland DIY venue called Portland Robot Steakhouse, and they were just as adorable and likable as they are now? Or that we even remember seeing Kathy play drums in the All-Girl Summer Fun Band at a different DIY venue, whose name we now forgot, that was booked by a wee Todd P before he moved to New York and became TODD P? Or that probably, in a closet somewhere under a pile of old posters and sweaters and crap, we are pretty sure we have a VHS tape of the Thermals' first ever performance at some Stumptown Coffee shop, where either Hutch and Kathy or both used to work? VHS underlined. Should we open a museum of early-oughties PDX culture, do you think? Are Hutch and Kathy as old as we are? Are we all living suspended adulthoods? Is "I Don't Believe You" the answer to the sentence, "Yeah dude, I just turned 24."? IT BETTER NOT BE. Also, sorry for not posting this a month ago when it surfaced. It slipped our mind! We're not good with computers! Take your pick! We're old!
The Thermals, "I Don't Believe You"