I don’t know shit about guitar, but I know what sounds awesome. I know that when I hear a combination of chords that makes fireworks go off under my skin, there’s something special going on, and there’s definitely something special going on here. You know everything that Epitaph did wrong in the ‘90s? The too-commercial production, the sneering and posturing, so on and so forth? It’s like Casanova In Heat does just the opposite, but holds onto the driving melodies, the pure jump-kicking energy. It’s inspiring, and I’m listening to it over and over.
–mp (Deranged)