Seven tracks of German poppy hardcore punk. They named themselves after an Angry Samoans’ song and it shows. Normally, I would cast something like this off, but there is something about it that is kind of endearing. It might be the three second dance sample placed seamlessly in the middle of a song, or those slightly off-kilter foreign language sensibilities (they call things plastic at least three different times in the ten minutes this runs), but this is kind of a fun spin. –Nick Toerner
–guest (Yo-Yo)