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Imagine a heavy punk-core assault, one with a bad attitude, weird experimental asides, an unhinged vocalist, and a rhythm section suitable for pulverizing concrete. How do you take it to the next level? Add a saxophone.
Classic LA hardcore served up in a blaze. An aggressive release from an aggressive band.
Great set of non-stop rocking from this one-man-band which turned into a full-blown outfit.
This goes all over the place, but mostly rocks hard with inventive arrangements and infectious hooks.
No denying this band exists in a dual space of Gen X ridicule and genuine nostalgia. The new album is filled with the same sunny indie-rock wink-and-grin disposition that rightfully earned them the title, broadcasting into/from the airwaves of 1994.
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