Be Your Own Pet Be Your Own Pet

Be Your Own Pet Be Your Own Pet
The offspring of music industry vets, subjects of a label bidding war, signed to Thurston Moore’s hot new avant-rock label, founded in Nashville of all places and all members just happen to be under their country’s legal age of drinking. Yeah, Be Your Own Pet have the story that makes record execs and journalists drool uncontrollably, but more importantly, they have a debut album that is a prime example of youthful exuberance devoid of any puppet strings or whiney emo bitching. Led by the fiery and foxy Jemina Pearl, this four-piece may use a stripped down approach (read: sans any effects other than loud!), but the volume levels they work with would make Spinal Tap blush. Guitarist Jonas Stein, bassist Nathan Vasquez and drummer Jamin Orrall back up the pint-sized front-woman as if trying to scientifically crossbreed their Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Stooges and Lightning Bolt LPs. Meanwhile, Pearl yells her stuff without concern about whatever it is the band have strewn together for lyrics, be it zombies, bicycles, drowning boyfriends in toilets or even a cheeky line from Zeppelin’s regal anthem. This is noisy, fanatical and utterly scrumptious rock’n’roll — basically what the world needs more of.

There was a bidding war for you guys. What attracted you to Ecstatic Peace!? Pearl: Thurston asked us if he could put out a seven-inch, and we were really into it, but it was bad timing because he had so many singles coming out. And then there was talk of him producing the record, but we were already working with Steven [McDonald]. He got this new deal with Universal and approached us about being on his label. Thurston’s way is to let us do what we wanted to do and guide our own path, which is what we wanted.

The lyrics are a bit wild and colourful. Where do they come from? Most of the time we pick a subject, like "Bicycle, Bicycle…” where we all wrote a line and just tried to make each other laugh. Our lyrics are just kind of jokes between us. People read really deeply into them, and there are some lyrics about serious things, but mostly we’re just trying to be silly.

Any word from Page and Plant’s lawyers regarding "Stairway to Heaven”? Not yet. It would make me think really badly of them if they didn’t have some sense of humour about it. The label didn’t freak out and say we couldn’t have it on the record, so I think we’re pretty safe. (Ecstatic Peace)