This reminds me of This Is My Fist a smidge, but double tempo and more charming. This is the first I’m hearing of this quartet from the rock I hide underneath and I like what I hear. Poppy but not in an “over-produced, sugary, and gross” way—more in a “dancing with a smile to the pop punk goodness as the rest of the house party spills beer on you” way. I also think the most valuable part of the band is in the lyrics, and thank the heavens this album has a lyric sheet. Fantastic. Hey, the bass player sported a Razorcake shirt for the layout photo shoot. Two extra punk points for her!
–mrz (Fast Crowd)