Wow! Its yet another “rock” album. I seem to be getting a lot of rock albums for review in my own zine lately – rock being defined as: a.) not punk b.) could be played in a bar. Nothing wrong with it, of course, but if I can imagine that any band’s following is almost entirely made up of a bar crowd… well, call me crazy, but I’m not gonna be too excited. (As we all know, bar shows suck, and all ages shows are where it’s at! I’ve thought this since I was 14 and, at the age of 22 – well within the legal limits to attend bar shows – I’m still opposed!) Okay, so here’s the part where I shut up and talk about the music, dude. The Decals have a female lead singer who does not sound like Kim Shattuck, contrary to other reviews of this CD I’ve seen around. In theme, they probably come closest to a band like the Eyeliners, but with much worse lyrics. Nothing too exciting here, but nothing too awful either. And if you’ve spent enough on expensive drinks all night, you might just find yourself loving it. This is Golden Grahams – only great when you’re really drunk and someone hands you a box of ‘em!