
The most important thing about pop-punk — the crucial thing that people forget all the fucking time — is that the “pop” has to hit as hard as the “punk.” This song remembers that. “Starting Again” is transparently a home recording, with a dinky click-track standing in for actual drums, but it’s still bold and bright and loud and hooky. Robin Edwards, the person behind the project, has a tough seen-it-all growl and a great mocking na-na-na delivery. But on “Starting Again,” she’s still vulnerable and real, pining over old memories and aching for some asshole who can’t tear himself away from his bad habits. It’s an intense and personal song, but one that could also make for a big-room screamalong. It is, in short, what a pop-punk song should be