Seattle’s latest rebels, The Probies, storm with “Popcorn”, a single that is not gonna sit in the corner and do what it’s told! It’s a scalding cocktail of garage grit, post-punk snarl, and pure dadaist defiance, a song that laughs in the face of logic and sounds all the leaner and meaner for it.
“Popcorn” sounds like you’ve discovered a lost cassette recording from another dimension. The intro warps and wobbles, a lo-fi meltdown that establishes the tone in the future unmitigated mayhem with thrilling self-belief. And then comes the chorus that’s going to sear itself into your brain.
With his singers and co-writers including the keyboardist Lucy S. Proby, whose vortical tones deke out like static hallucinations around Lino V. Proby’s spiky lead guitar, vocalist David H. Proby blares his lines like a man exorcising modern malaise via megaphone. Elroy J. Proby’s bass is a thrum of mania with an uncanny precision, Parker L. Proby anchors the insanity with driving drums, and Lou J. Proby’s rhythm guitar sews the rage into something that somehow feels aware and intentional.
Founded in 2024 right there in Seattle, The Probies channel the city’s rich alternative lineage while stoking their own fire. “Popcorn’’ is not so much a song as it is a statement, sloppy, raucous, and blissfully unintelligible. Social commentary or rousing performance art, one thing seems clear, The Probies aren’t here to fit in. They’re here to explode.