For our regular Future Is Now column we profile the hottest artists who are climbing the charts, breaking the Internet or just dominating our office stereos.
SOUNDS LIKE: Indie pop-rock with a twist of punk and a splash of millennial curiosity.
FOR FANS OF: The urgency of Violent Soho, the vibe of Nineties indie-rock, and lyrics of generational questioning and critique.
WHY YOU SHOULD PAY ATTENTION: Starting out three years ago as a solo venture by frontman Caleb Karvountzis, Tiny Little Houses have grown from a Soundcloud collaboration between Karvountzis and guitarist Sean Mullins into an established band (completed by bassist Al Yamin and drummer Clancy Bond). Having released two EPs and received Triple J and FBi radio play with single "Entitled Generation", their debut album Idiot Proverbs serves up commentary, questioning, and a dose of reality about life as a twenty-something. Witness the lyrics to "Entitled Generation": "I'm 25 and still not living out of home/Got two degrees and I'm stuck working on the phone/So, damn our entitled generation".
"I dropped out of two degrees and I felt a little bit down about myself, and so I guess I read a lot of books and tried to give perspective to my life," Karvountzis explains.
"So, I guess the whole album is musing on that and trying to figure out why we were told so much, that we were destined to do great things. And the truth is the vast majority of us are not going on to great things and we have to be happy with where we are. I guess that's kind of the record. Just accepting that you're not going to be necessarily great, but that's OK. And you have to deal with that. That's, I guess, growing up."
THEY SAY: "The whole theme of the album is me taking myself to task," Karvountzis says. "The experience of people around 26. They start to feel that way. They have to check themselves a bit."
HEAR FOR YOURSELF: The slow-building title-track from their debut album shows off Karvountzis' songwriting, as he reminisces about a time of blind-belief while bringing us back into the bittersweet reality of growing up.