Dec 29, 2008

Dillinger Four’s song titles have a way of making you think you’re not thinking enough; yet the songs open you up to messages you’ve been waiting your whole life to receive. Maybe that’s what nostalgia is: the creep of lost knowledge. The dynamite goes off in the basement and you run to the sound, through the flash and the smoke. For what? There is no what. No mission or duty or purpose, just this welcoming chaos in our lives we proudly call punk rock before it spits us out into a stream of recognizable rhythms that guide us out again so that when we stand at the frontier we have the strength to go in either direction. Here’s another house collapsing; are you ready?

 –Jim Ruland (Fat)