The Pinkerton Thugs have been making thinking-man’s street punk for almost twenty years now. Their music isn’t flashy. Their album art isn’t flashy. Hell, nothing they do is particularly flashy, which is only a problem because it may be why I haven’t really taken the time to listen to them until now. Then again, it’s their lack of flash that makes them what they are. It’s their roll-the-sleeves up and just fucking rock approach that makes them worth listening to, and if it takes a bit too long for some nerds like me to catch on, then so be it. They’ll keep doing their thing, and if you don’t listen, then it’s your loss.