It would be easy to reduce Footballhead's resolutely buttrock-inspired album Weight of The Truth to mere nostalgia bait. How could millennials not dream of the era when they drank Halo and energy drinks in carpeted basements they're not sure they'll ever be able to afford? Moreover, why wouldn't Generation Z, who follow them fervently, seek to achieve the euphoria of hyperreality in a bygone world that seems almost utopian compared to the present? What sets Footballhead's rock (with a capital R) sound apart from that of their contemporaries is — beyond superior sound quality — the will and ability to strike the right balance between paying homage to a near-idyllic past and building an authentic future. Footballhead proudly wears its 2000s influences, with powerful riffs and punchy choruses, all arranged like the teeth of a secret key capable of awakening buried memories in those who lived through that era or who simply wonder what it was like. The anthems and ballads of "Weight of The Truth" are buffed and polished to perfection, like the coping of a skatepark. But beneath that surface, and even more impressively, lies an authenticity and depth forged over years spent on the Chicago DIY scene, where they were exposed to different styles and influences out of necessity as much as interest. This comes through in every track. You can fake a vibe, but as the band proves on several of their recent releases, including singles from their upcoming album: you cannot feign emotion. With an ear attentive to the past but a gaze fixed on the present, Footballhead invites you to remember what it meant to invest yourself back when the world seemed simpler — and to imagine what it might mean to do so again.