"Giant Princess is my favorite band in Houston. Hands down. I think I probably like them more than they do. They’ve got a neat little gimmick I wish more bands would jump up on: they write really, really good elemental rock and roll songs, the kind that draw a straight line from Chuck Berry to Pavement, and they play the hell out of them. They’re terrible at promotion, only seem to book shows when somebody makes them play somewhere, and as far as I can tell their (brilliant) self-titled, self-recorded full-length is currently only available if you write and ask them to burn you a copy (I highly recommend checking out “Adventure,” “Twisted Leg” and “I Was Born on the Sun” on their MySpace in the meantime). Comparisons to the Replacements would not be at all out of line, if not so much in sound as in spirit, songcraft and middle fingers.
Collin, Diego, Jaime and Nous showed up at my place with a guitar, a ukulele, a decent amount of vodka and a couple of guys who aren’t technically in the band. They borrowed whatever instruments I had lying around that struck their fancy, traded them off whenever it seemed appropriate and only played songs they never play live (I couldn’t figure out if they were brand-new or songs from years and years ago). It’s not that they didn’t care; they just cared in the right ways.
In a time where lo-fi is the new whatever the old thing was and every fake-blasé college kid who can work the distortion settings in GarageBand thinks they can make the next Wavves record, I can see Giant Princess legitimately being the kind of band that could freak people out all over the world. I also once heard one of them say he didn’t care if they ever played north of the 610 Loop. Most bands with low expectations would be happy when they met them and happier when they exceeded them, but Giant Princess seem happiest to have no expectations. It’s rock and roll, y’know?"
- Joe Mathlete, June 2009