This is folk punk: there are acoustic guitars, a cello, a toy piano, a snare drum, and a suitcase kick. I don’t know what a suitcase kick is, but I do know that the guy who gave me this CD was super fucking nice, and that I’ve listened to it constantly, trying to think of something to say. It’s folk punk, but not standout material. This is not Andrew Jackson Jihad or Ghost Mice. This is something else, something I can’t get into, hard as I try. I dig the lyrics but just don’t like the music. Not my thing. On some songs, like “Daddy,” I really wish they would plug something in.
–Rene Navarro (Self-released)