After a year when guitars all but vanished from British primetime radio sets, there's a need for a band with the brains, brawn and balls to take 2012 and smash it into a brave new frontier of indie rock 'n' roll. A few names have already been uttered in hushed, and erm, not so hushed tones. In Stoke's All The Young, there's potentially one to drown them all out. It's a vintage yarn that the Dooley brothers – frontman Ryan and bassist Jack – with drummer Will Heaney and guitarist David Cartwright, are rebirthing for a generation that's lying twitching on the floor, wailing out for a hit of heady, heavy r 'n' r.
"The thing is, I can understand as much as anyone right now why there's been a lull in proper guitar tunes," pauses Ryan. "People have been waiting for something bigger to come along. When there’s a lull it made me want it more and fuelled the hunger for it." It's with that same faultless drive, determination and ambition that All The Young burst into the world with an album of brick-breaking powerhouse sounds, brought into catastrophic dimensions by none other than rawk royalty GGGarth Richardson, the man responsible for classic albums from Rage Against The Machine, Red Hot Chili Peppers and Biffy Clyro. A fitting collaboration for a band whose whole manifesto chimes with the age-old tale of the lads from a nowhere town, singing about something better than what's outside their door. Relentlessly honing their craft on the live scene (they’ve performed with Morrissey, Kaiser Chiefs, The Courteneers, The Wombats, Hard-Fi and The Pigeon Detectives) and already able to ram theatre-sized venues on their own merits (as captured in the Live At The King’s Hall, Stoke-on-Trent web app / live album), ATY are readying their own moment of reckoning, with a genuine moment of perfect anthemia.
"We could have been called the Dooleys," chuckles Jack of his four siblings growing up in evergrey Stoke-On-Trent. "Unfortunately there's already a band called the Dooleys, and the two of us didn't fancy it." And so it was that just Ryan and Jack stepped out onto their pub circuit, along with school friends David and then drummer John Bradbury, in an embryonic yet strutting incarnation by the name of New Education. Before long they were heralded in lead NME Radar features and were ramming sweaty dives across country, satisfying anyone with a hunger for honest British guitar music played straight from the heart. It was all moving along, weathering the drought of guitars in the mainstream and drubbing the underground hard until a timely change of sticksman breathed life into them as Will Heaney joined their ranks. "The new songs we were writing were just different, we just noticed that there was a new energy and attitude in all of us and where we were going."
All The Young were birthed. Suddenly there was a new sense of momentum about them; there was dually a new rebirth of sophistication and rawness about the new band they were becoming. "I think we're not scared to freak out now," nods Jack. "On one hand, as you grow up a bit, you start give a bit more of shit about how you look and hold yourself, so you can see that compared to old snaps, I hope. But at the same time, I remember starting to look around the stage and think, 'What damage can we cause here?’ It's been a real release."