Review: Another Day's Doghouse Roses
Another Day's Doghouse Roses, out now, captures the messy aftermath of heartbreak with hooks that won’t quit. Equal parts vulnerable and anthemic, it’s a track that feels like screaming into the void—and having the void scream back.
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1/24/20252 min read
The phrase “Doghouse Roses” might sound like something scrawled on the back of a napkin during an all-night pub session, and, in a way, it was. Frank (yes, just Frank—a man of mystery and apparently accidental brilliance) offhandedly suggested it as an alternate band name. Though the band had no intention of rebranding, Louis—Another Day’s frontman—was struck by the poetic potential. That same night, the phrase birthed the song’s sing-it-until-your-voice-cracks chorus.
Released Friday 24th, the song’s DNA is a bittersweet breakup, woven into lyrics Louis had scribbled over a year ago. Those fragments finally found their home, fitting together like jagged puzzle pieces to create a cathartic rock anthem. It’s raw, it’s real, and it’s brimming with the kind of energy that makes you want to scream along in a sweaty crowd.
Doghouse Roses hits like a late-night confession wrapped in a firecracker. Louis’ voice cracks in all the right places, riding on driving guitars and a rhythm section that knows when to punch and when to hold back. There’s a vulnerability in the quiet bridge, a moment that lets you catch your breath before the whole thing explodes into a kaleidoscope of sound. It’s messy, raw, and absolutely addictive.
These guys have already played sold-out shows at Bush Hall, Camden Assembly, and Sebright Arms, held a residency at Carl Barât’s music haunt in Margate, and even snuck in secret gigs at Liverpool’s legendary Cavern Club. Oh, and let’s not forget their feature in Vogue—because, apparently, rock ‘n’ roll and fashion are still the ultimate power couple.
This focus has been years in the making. Back in 2020, Louis ditched school and retreated to the Kent countryside with his brother and cousin, writing relentlessly. That isolation birthed an avalanche of songs, which they brought to London’s streets and stages. The connection was instant—crowds felt it, and the band felt it right back. Their music became a bridge to a vibrant, grassroots arts community, and soon, they found themselves recording in Liverpool with a producer who seems more like an alchemist.
“There’s magic up there,” Louis says of Liverpool, the city that’s infused their upcoming debut EP with fresh fire. “He’s been instrumental in pushing us to trust the creative process, to just go where the music takes us.”
So, what’s next for Another Day? The band is clear: it’s always about the songs. Louis puts it best: “The idea that if someone has something to give, there’s always someone to receive—that keeps us grounded. We’re doing a disservice to the listener if we don’t give them our true selves. No rules, no pretense. Just music.”
And with Doghouse Roses, Another Day is giving us a gift: a reminder that rock music is alive and thriving. It’s messy, it’s powerful, and it’s unapologetically honest. If you’re not already paying attention to these guys, it’s time to wake up.
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