On the surface, this record has a lot going for it. They’re claiming to be “True Cleveland scum” on the cover. They have song titles like “Born to Die,” and “White Drugs and Girls That Bite,” and a singer that has a nasaly, obnoxious voice. But when you put the record onto the turntable, you’re met with some run-of-the-mill, generic, modern day punk that milks rhythms you’ve heard in a million pop “punk” bro bands, and dreary middle-aged bar punk bands that are stinking up the stages of all punk-frequented dive bars across the land. Is that a bite off of the Sex Pistols I hear at the beginning of “Girls Go Bye,” and at the end of the song? Blehhhh...
–M.Avrg (Public Square)