This is extremely upbeat and raucously brash (yet somewhat frenetically melodic at times) punkrock thunder-roar fury. It’s thick, chunky, richly textured audial liveliness that’s uncannily similar to a turbulent topsy-turvy rollercoaster ride during a full-force brain-rattling hailstorm. Imagine an over-amped distortion-heavy whirlwind cacophony of Husker Du, Bad Religion, Leatherface, Hot Water Music, and Social Distortion dipped headfirst into an enraged lava-spewing volcano. Now drop the entire nuclear arsenal of the former Soviet Union into the fiery volcanic mix, and then run for cover. As the sparks ballistically fly all over the fuckin’ place, be sure and listen to the deafening clamor of creation’s final hurrah. That’s the blunt, abrupt, and relentlessly loud sound of Manifesto Jukebox blastin’ a new asshole through the earth’s core, buddy boy! Yep, my ears are now appreciatively witnessing some of the most monstrous and moving tuneage ever put to platter. I’m frozen stiff in a paralyzing fit of utterly speechless awe thanks to this sonically conflagrant CD!
–guest (Manifesto Jukebox)