I had to do it. As soon as I saw this record, I had to do the research to figure out what it was all about. The record itself is beautiful, but mysterious. Pretty, piss-yellow vinyl with nothing more than the band name and song titles on the label. There’s no cover, just a generic sleeve with cartoony art of some people dancing around a jukebox. So mysterious. I put the record on and it revealed fast and growling garage punk. Angry, fuzzed-out shit with the kind of lyrics that rhyme “epitomize” with “alibis.” Not your typical no-brain stomp and skronk. This is the kind of stuff that I can get into, so I had to learn more. I had to turn to the internet for help. I usually don’t do this before writing my reviews, because I don’t want my opinion tainted by what I might find. In this case, I found something very strange. First of all, I discovered that this is part of a cool subscription 7” series released by Jukebox Records. Then I found the Adaptive Reaction Bandcamp page and learned that a super weird transformation has taken place since the release of this record. They must have discovered synthesizers and drum machines, because it has become a gothy, electro band that sounds almost completely different than this record. Still fun, but maybe they could consolidate the two sounds into something that’s totally unique to them.