Blog Review: “Juicy Boom” by Things Change – A Citrus-Soaked Fever Dream of Punk Revival
- GRAHAM
- 7 days ago
- 2 min read

Some songs hit you with a wall of sound, others sneak in like a citrus-scented breeze before exploding into a euphoric mess of color and chaos. “Juicy Boom” by Things Change falls squarely in the latter camp, ushering listeners into a strange, sticky fever dream of yearning, joy, and punk-fueled fruit worship. It’s the track that grabs your senses and doesn’t let go until the final sweet drop has dripped from your earbuds.
Rooted in punk, pop-punk, and alternative rock, Juicy Boom doesn’t just flirt with chaos—it marries it. The track opens with soft chords, like the quiet thirst before a fruit binge. Then comes the fever pitch: jagged guitars, restless drums, and vocals that teeter between delirium and delight. There’s a raw, almost reckless honesty here, as if the band cracked open a moment of personal madness and somehow turned it into a summer anthem.
But behind the juicy sonics lies a surprisingly intimate inspiration. Born from a period of sickness and recovery, the song began in a haze of fever and a desperate craving for fruit.
“The unimaginable craving for a juicy orange gave me the strength to endure,” the artist reflects. That raw desire—part physical, part spiritual—drips from every beat of the track. It’s a sonic metaphor for that universal, gut-deep longing for something—relief, joy, escape.
Listeners can expect a gentle entry into madness, gradually escalating into a full-blown citrus epiphany. It’s an emotional exorcism disguised as a fruit commercial. And when that final chorus hits, it’s as if the sun breaks through a feverish haze, the first bite of an orange hitting a dry throat. The relief is palpable, the release almost sacred.
In a world that often feels like it’s constantly on the edge of burnout, Juicy Boom is more than a track, it's a reminder that sometimes salvation comes in the simplest, most unexpected forms. A song born of weakness and hunger becomes a rallying cry for joy, absurdity, and the weird power of craving something real. Everyone’s needed that juicy boom at some point. Now it has a soundtrack.
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