Reetoxa makes its presence known with "Alcohol," a gritty and passionately empowering punk-fueled anthem for the ages that is both reminiscent of your haziest memories and an urgent call to action. Powered by exasperation, this song gets right to the dirty truth of modern-day openness.
There's an overarching story to the song, about a guy who loses his confidence, except when he drinks a couple of beers and, at last, can talk to girls, but with unintended results. He is dropped at dawn in an unfamiliar town, miles from home, on the outer limits of suburbia, with no phone, no wallet, and no clue how he got there. It's a moment that many prefer not to confess to having lived through, but everyone knows in their bones.
Reetoxa mashes punk energy with a contemporary sensibility that strikes the bittersweet space where recklessness feels fun and regret comes after hours. The track is a storm of rapid-fire drums, mangled riffs, and punchy vocals that teeter on the edge of self-awareness and chaos. But beneath the din is an emotional unvarnishing, an unadulterated confession from a man who's grown weary of needing liquid courage to feel alive.
There's no gloss, no pretense, just the pounding pulse of nightlife gone awry and the hollow ache that comes after. "Alcohol" isn't merely a song, it's a night out, a bad decision, and an unvarnished reflection all rolled into one defiant soundtrack.