I hear a lot of records that are good, but know they’re not improving life any. Every so often comes along something that just rips, and the sky is suddenly a prettier blue, and the birds are whistling sweet songs, and everyone is your friend. This Pedestrians album, their second I believe, is one of those life-improving type of records. Sure, my life hasn’t actually improved, but it’s a little nicer. I can’t remember the last time I heard a U.S. hardcore punk album, or band, this good, or should I say fantastic? They don’t rely on thrash for intensity. Instead, they craft well-structured songs that move at a moderately quick tempo. There’s no metal here either. I mean this is pure hardcore punk. Songs that are actual songs. The sort of stuff that inspires. That makes jaws drop. And the vocals are a dead ringer for Dez Cadena. It’s unreal. If it were physically possible to have this band as a lover, I would go for it without a doubt. Regardless of what the neighbors might say. So fuggin’ great!
–M.Avrg (A Wrench In The Gears)