Mid-paced, blunt punk thud that knows exactly what it’s doing and how to do it. Ulcerated vocals, slicey guitars, steam roller bass, cement mixer drums. It’s almost like The Pedestrians are construction workers, maintaining the structural integrity of certain DIY punk onramp, making sure everyone can get on board as easily and safely as possible, which is usually tough, thankless work. (When’s the last time you high fived a freeway worker?) Looking at it another way, The Pedestrians are making their own small, pragmatic monuments that are hooked into a much larger, world-wide system. Effective.