Jun 19, 2007

Brooklyn DIY punk in the vein of Allergic To Bullshit and Crimpshrine. Sometimes—like this one—it’s simply fun to hear an earnest, yet rough, band finding their musical legs and peeling into the core of their artistic voices. No, it’s not the best thing I’ve heard this month, and they’re a little derivative, but they’re dripping with the juice of possibility. Heart goes a long way with me, and you can do much worse than somewhat disjointed songs about drinking, love gone bad, making bad decisions, bicycle rides, and coffee, sprinkled in with flashes of something greater, like when someone in the band sings, “you might be tough, but you’ll never be free” or they hit such melancholic harmonies. Keep an eye on ‘em.

 –todd (Self-released)