"It’s what an Australian rock record, at least one made by four men, should sound like in 2015." - The Guardian
"With this raw collection of songs, Royal Headache have bared themselves to the world, and it's enthralling." The Line of Best Fit"
"Royal Headache have taken steps forward since their last album--they’ve cleaned up their production and diversified their songwriting. Ultimately, though, the important bits are intact: the passion, the power, and the hooks that demand being shouted joyfully." - Pitchfork
Royal Headache burst into view back in 2011 upon the release of their self-titled album, an adrenaline shot of melodic energy and heart-on-sleeve romanticism that immediately lit up listeners home and away.
They dug deep, and took their blinding live show on the road throughout North America and Australia, culminating in a series of opening dates for the Black Keys on their home continent, and a 7” single for Matador Records’ subscription series.
“We aren’t a careerist band,” notes drummer Shortty (the members of Royal Headache take on such aliases; see also singer Shogun, guitarist Law, and bassist Joe). “We basically take breaks for a while. This last time, we really needed to step back from where the band was headed and get some perspective. That trajectory of playing all the time like we once did was not sustainable. We all have other life stuff going on, other complications, other bands, rent to pay.”
Throughout that time, Royal Headache has been quietly socking away new songs for another spate of activity, and broke their silence by headlining Melbourne’s Maggot Fest last Halloween. “We started recording the second LP a while ago. The usual process for [every one of our] releases thus far is the initial recording, then Shogun doing vocals and us tinkering, basically doing bits and pieces then coming back to see how we feel about it.”
With that, Royal Headache is ready to ride once more. Their newest album is called High and injects even more soul and passion into the breakneck formula that became synonymous with Royal Headache.
If their first album was akin to a courtship, think of High as the romance; not just on the level of two people falling in love, but a romance with the qualities of pop music that make Royal Headache who they are and inform what they do: eternal optimism, wistful beauty and interlocking presentation that evolves from four guys singing on a street corner to speed-addled rock, and all the brightness and darkness in between, teetering between stability and chaos and well-aware of how unsteady their footing might be.