Album Review: ‘No Hard Feelings’ by The Beaches

Canadian rock band, The Beaches, recently released their third album, No Hard Feelings. The Toronto-based group, formed in 2009, are coming off of a high after the success of their sophomore album, Blame My Ex, and their biggest hit to date, “Blame Brett,” both released in 2023. No Hard Feelings feels like a continuation of Blame My Ex both musically and lyrically. The album brings the same upbeat, guitar-heavy earworms paired with what is starting to become The Beaches’ trademark tongue-in-cheek, self-deprecating lyricism. 

The album starts off strong with the catchy bass line of “Can I Call You in the Morning?” Between the indie sleaze guitar licks and persistent drums, the lead singer, Jordan Miller, expresses her insecurities as she spirals over whether or not to call her latest romantic endeavour. “Don’t do it, whatever you’re thinking, Jordan, just don’t,” she laments. This theme of uncertainty and insecurity will continue throughout the album, often balanced by thoughts of escapism and partying. 

This messy, self-conscious persona continues to shine through in later tracks such as “Did I Say Too Much” and “Takes One to Know One.” Both of these songs convey that relatable, self-deprecating angst that The Beaches project so well. This attitude could almost become trite, but their sharp wit and snappy melodies prevent it from becoming tired. The clever wordplay in tracks such as “Fine, Let’s Get Married” is absolutely delightful. As Miller appraises her lover with apathy, she proclaims “I’ll fuck you forever, for now.” 

Though their lyrics are unique, musically the album begins to stall a bit as it goes on. Each track is catchy and buoyant, which serves as a fun juxtaposition to The Beaches’ lyricism. But, the effect wears off after a while. Thankfully, the ninth track, “Lesbian Of The Year,” serves as a hard tonal pivot. It saves the album from the repetition of the same garage rock sound over and over again. Arguably the strongest song of the album, the track strays away from harder guitar licks and leans into a softer synth-ballad sound. The track is stripped down musically and emotionally. The lyricist and the band’s drummer, Leandra Earl, abandons the party girl persona and reflects on her experience with her sexuality and her relationship with herself. It is a moment of much needed earnestness just as the album begins to lose itself.

Despite some repetition, No Hard Feelings stands out as a party girl anthem-packed, indie sleaze powerhouse album. It is an insecure, escape-seeking girl’s manifesto, and a testament to The Beaches’ rising star. The final track, “Last Girls At The Party,” says it best: “no hard feelings, we’re not leaving.” The Beaches are just getting started.