Punk rock’n’roll, pure and simple. Carrying on where the Humpers left off. Nothing groundbreaking, but obviously that’s not the damn point. What Jonny Manak does, he does well. Perfect Friday-night-record-party music. Record party? You have those, right? No? Jesus, you’re missing out. Call up (don’t fucking text, call) at least three rock’n’roll blood brothers or sisters, stock up on beer, and crank records like this one from when you get home from work until late at night, when your neighbors threaten to call the cops. Pass out wherever you are when your legs tell you to fuck off, wake up late Saturday morning, finish off that nearly full tall boy you cracked at 4:00 AM, and after maybe an hour of the Supersuckers’ country record and some Stones, get right back into Jonny Manak & The Depressives type shit, and turn it into the best weekend of your life.