CLOSET FIENDS: Self-titled: 7"

Apr 29, 2016

So this is really, really terrible. But, at the same time, the singer is really trying to sound bad—both in the deliberately bad caterwaul singing way and the moral way, as in “look at how baaad I’m being.” So that’s not really much of a dig. You see, what you get here is spacebag folk, the exact same sort you’ll hear crusties play on corners of every major city every summer before it gets cold and they go back to New Orleans. Spacebag folk is a true folk tradition orally handed down from crusty to crusty, like the dogs they don’t want to take care of when they’re done spanging and leave town. So why did Fat Wreck sign this up and will there be more? Because there’s no shortage of conformist crusties hacking up lungs trying sound ugly while singing about drugs? Is Fat Mike the Alan Lomax of punk now? To be fair, Fiends do show some lyrical chops and she succeeds at what she’s trying to do. So I ain’t mad at ‘em. That’s a come up. I just wish I didn’t have to be the one to listen to it. 

 –Craven Rock (Fat Wreck)

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