Razorcake #66’s cover band continues to prove why Neighborhood Brats are currently one of the best no-qualifier, no-additional-adjectives-needed punk bands on the West Coast. Raw melody. Buzzy, bucking guitar work. Rampart-and-heartbeat strong bass. Forced marching to bad places drumming. Post-apocalyptic beach party music. “No sun, no tan.” Live, they pantsed a room full of unsuspecting Awesome Festers. It was like watching an above-ground nuclear testing documentary. Rad.