Harkens back to the days of Mutant Pop, scouring the discount bins looking for 7”s by bands I’d at least heard of and a time when those wacky things called cassette tapes were the preferred format for putting something out quickly and cheaply. Not that Nasty Intentions sounds like a Mutant Pop band by any stretch, just that they’re using a template that that label kind of ran into the ground years back—punk with melodic leanings. Not hammer-heavy Epitaph bro-rock or beards-and-gravel Hot Water Music melody-clones either; the singer can sing and hit notes decently, so he does. That’s it. The lyrics are still smart, the energy’s still high, the music’s still punchy, but I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t melodic. It’s also refreshing to hear fairly simple punk played straightforwardly—and if there’re crazy tech parts at work here, I’m not really hearing it—without dumbing itself down. Claims to feature at least one ex-member of The Assistant, but don’t let that color your opinion; the two bands are at opposite ends of the spectrum. Available for a dollar and a SASE.
–keith (Nasty Intentions)