A coming of age tale set in the riot grrrl 90s, that succumbs to a glut of clichés, which makes the whole thing feel a bit fake.
Time has to be compressed to tell a story, of course, but here it feels like every possible band life/coming of age cliché happens in quick succession. The new band has barely rehearsed, and here's their first performance! There's a reporter from the local rag there, who instantly publishes a positive piece on the band! Val (our main character) is in ballet class, where she is told to lose weight to qualify, so Val almost instantly acquires an eating disorder! She then quits her ballet class, and the eating disorder is never mentioned again.
Val's mother freaks out when she thinks her daughter is having sex. A couple of chapters later she thinks it's okay for her 17-year-old daughter to drive across America.
It all feels weightless and unimportant, it all has too little impact, and for me makes the whole story feel unrealistic.
It doesn't help that I feel Val doesn't talk like a 17-year-old. Sometimes the writing feels overwritten, leaning too much into prose. There's quite a lot of talk about music, but it's nothing you haven't heard or read before.
Val has a best friend, Kat, who she sets up her band with. We learn pretty much nothing about Kat, which feels really weird. At that age your friends are everything, they're your life - especially when you're in a band with them.
I did enjoy the art, which has a messiness that feels perfect for a 90s era comic.
If you're looking for a coming of age story, or a band story, I'd say you can do better on both fronts.
(Kindly received an ARC from Oni Press through NetGalley)