This one got buried in my review pile for a little bit. This is pretty straightforward poppy punk with a touch of rock and rollishness that breezes by pretty quick, as only two of the ten songs surpass two minutes. It’s a pretty good release, actually, and sounds like it could have probably been a lost Epitaph or Fat Wreck album from fifteen years ago. The singer guy has one of those very limited range everyman shouts, like Paddy from Dillinger 4 or the guy from Pegboy, which he manages to make work for him. Plus one of the songs is a Marty Robbins cover that isn’t “El Paso” or “Devil Woman.” Not too shabby at all.
–Adrian (The Blastoffs)