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Review: Done With Dolls

By Albert Aspinall
Monday 19th October 2009

The sun is setting on the aged rocker era, It began with the deaths of the greats, Jeff Buckley ‘97 Drowned, Johnny Cash ‘03 Heart break, James Brown ‘06 heart failure, Syd Barrett ’06 long term organ failure, Les Paul ‘09 pneumonia, Michael Jackson ‘09 tbd,

So enters the dawn of a new era, that of plastic clad, brightly coloured prepubescent teeny boppers, the next of these to join the ranks of Hannah Montana and The Jonas Brothers emerges Done with Dolls, Toronto’s pre-teen band formed in 2008.

Sisters Jordon and Kylie Miller (Bass and Vocal/Guitar respectively) began playing when their father signed them up for guitar lessons. Joined by Eliza Enman (drums) and Megan Fitchett (guitar) started after previous band Sisters Others and Brothersor “SOB” with the help of Fitchetts 2 brothers, fell through.

With the 4 band members totalling a collective age of 46, unsurprisingly there songs are primarily focused on fights, friends, family and boys, with melodies and songs that tear away from the Girl-power chart topping pop icons, Spice Girls and bare more similarities to a pre-aged unscarred fellow Canadian, Avril Lavigne.

The band draws their music influences from an eclectic selection of music ranging from AC/DC and The Beatles to Taylor, but their sound is more iconic of an immature female beach boys.

With an ever-increasing fan base, and corporate sponsorship from the likes of Makeup colossals “Rimmel”, the band is making huge progress towards critical acclaim. However at the moment there 40ish Myspace hits per song suggest that not even their parents have been tuning in, in the writing of this review I almost doubled the original hit count.

  
But the thing is, this band is actually really good, once you get past the childish lyrics and borderline annoying vocals, there are definite signs of promise. Done with Dolls play there own instruments and sing songs written at the back of math books during another boring lesson, and managed to be devoid of the artificial enhancement that seems to be the forte of the current music industry.

  
Irrelevant of musical taste, the pure irregularity of this pre-teen band is worth tuning in, for nothing more than to give this band a boost and maybe send their Myspace counts into triple figures before their combined age gets their first.