“Watch Me Fuck This Up” - LOOSE END
- polsty00
- Jul 4
- 3 min read
LOOSE END – Watch Me Fuck This Up
Melbourne’s Loose End are back with Watch Me Fuck This Up - a name that’s either brilliantly self aware or a desperate cry for help. Either way, it bloody rips. After a rough patch that saw multiple founding members jump ship, most bands would’ve pulled the pin, cried into their beers, and joined a covers band for pub cash. Not these lunatics. Instead, they cobbled together a fresh lineup, got back in the van, and cranked out their most cohesive and emotionally honest release yet.
This six-track EP is a melting pot of early 2010s emo revival, modern pop punk, and flashes of melodic hardcore - all stitched together with the raw energy of a band that’s been pushed to the brink and chosen to double down instead of fuck off. It’s moody, catchy, riffy as hell, and packs more heart than a group therapy session.
Opener “Just Like You” is a slow burning gut punch. Dissonant guitars set the tone, Smalley’s restrained clean vocals bubble under the surface, and by the time the chorus hits, all hell breaks loose. Lyrically, it’s a battle cry for the weirdos, the burnouts, and the ones trying like hell not to lose themselves in a world that wants them to blend in. The bridge even flirts with metalcore territory, proving these lads aren’t afraid to chuck a semi breakdown in the middle of your feelings.
Watch “Just Like You” 👇🏼
“Champagne (While It All Goes South)” is a standout - a chaotic, emotionally fuelled banger about watching everything collapse while pretending it’s all sweet. Think The Wonder Years if they were raised in a sharehouse in Brunswick with one broken heater and a bunch of unresolved trauma. From there, tracks like “Parachute”, “Bad Habits”, and “Butterflies” showcase that push pull dynamic Loose End nail so well. Tension in the verses, catharsis in the choruses, and enough honesty to make you uncomfortably self-aware mid mosh.
Watch “Butterflies” 👇🏼
Production is tight without being too polished, the grit is still there, the imperfections feel intentional, and every breakdown hits like a truck full of repressed emotions. New members Hayden Overend (drums), Joey Knight (guitar), and returning mate Tyler Umbers (bass) slot in like they’ve been through the wars with the band from day one. Their energy bleeds through the songs - raw, recharged, and ready to belt it out live.
Ahhh fuck me, the lyrics. Ben Smalley delivers some of his most vulnerable and relatable lines to date. Whether he’s singing about friendships fading, the overwhelming pressure to have life figured out, or just trying to make sense of it all while the walls close in - there’s something painfully human in every word. It’s not all doom and gloom though. There’s a spark of defiance that runs through the whole EP, the kind that says, “yeah, I’m fucked… but I’m still standing.”
Loose End might’ve nearly packed it in, but thank Christ they didn’t. Watch Me Fuck This Up is raw, honest, and proof that sometimes the best art comes from the wreckage. If you like your pop punk with a bit of bite, a lot of heart, and just the right amount of existential dread - give this a spin.
“Watch Me Fuck This Up” Track list:
Just Like You
Champagne (While It All Goes South)
Parachute
Bad Habits
Butterflies
Pockets Full of Stones
Loose End is
BENJAMIN SMALLEY - VOCALS
HAYDEN OVEREND - DRUMS
BENJAMIN SCHMIDT- VOCALS & GUITAR
TYLER UMBERS- BASS
JOEY KNIGHT - GUITAR
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