Since outgrowing my first pair of Doc Martens, I’ve had much more of a musical and cultural education, and through exposure, expanded my understanding of the subculture in both its modern and mainstream iterations. But it wasn’t until recently that I realized the final remnants of the stale punk archetypes in my mind had more renovating to do. Punk is purely about an anti-establishment attitude. It isn’t just about genre, and it isn’t about aesthetic choices or the amount of holes or ink on your skin. It’s defined by how you destroy the boxes that have been built around your craft, your culture and your rights as a human in this world. And today, though it may have been more of a gut instinct than an intentional act for singer-songwriter Fousheé, she’s solidified her place as the star of the modern punk movement.
I met the Jamaican, New Jersey-born artist on a winter afternoon at the Chateau Marmont. I’d listened to her music before, immediately familiar with the viral hit “Deep End” that had brought the young artist recognition as well as the hit “Bad Habit” by Steve Lacy, who had been an avid fan and frequent collaborator of the young singer since attending a show of hers in New York. On these tracks, her voice carries strong against softer melodies, offering emotion-fueled R&B energy, a sticky amalgamation of SZA and Etta James. But it wasn’t until I dug into her latest project, softCORE, that suddenly I sat up straight in my chair. Something was very, very different. These tracks were unlike anything I’d heard. They flowed with ease I’d have formerly thought impossible from quietly romantic, eerie ballads to literal screamo in seconds, before grinding the gears back into a folksy rhythm that felt bizarrely natural. While TikTok surely has provided its fair share of pop punk covers of Top 40 songs, and we all fell into our own phase with early aughts mashups, the transitions in Fousheé’s project from one sound to the next are something completely new. From sitting with softCORE, to meeting the soft-spoken leather-clad singer that day in Los Angeles, I can confidently report that there is no kitsch to what Fousheé is doing, no intentional “flipping the script” to generate a synthetic moment of hype. With her music, she harnesses authenticity, speaking to her own experiences with love and anger, expressing them through electrifying auditory range. She has created work which I am hesitant to even call a blend of “folk” and “metal,” though she describes it that way, as that would be giving the idea of genre too much credit at all. Without forcing it, Fousheé has created something far greater than a novel sound, she’s something new and groundbreaking, simply by following the feelings. And that, I would say, is truly anti-establishment.