PROPAGANDHI: Potemkin City Limits: CD

I wasn’t sure I would even like this since I haven’t listened to this band in a long time. But that was dismissed quickly after hearing the first few chords. The familiarity connected me. They play songs that feel like the lyrics are about to burst because there is not enough music to say what they want to say. It’s like editing down a movie to fit a certain time frame yet still making the movie understandable. That is what comes over me while I am listening and reading the lyrics: so much emotion, so much information. I feel like I’m reading a book of short stories and not lyrics to songs. The basic structure of verse-chorus-verse isn’t very defined in their writing style. It’s basically one train of thought blurted out within a song. Musically, they still have the underlying sound of punk, but this release seems more textured and layered. Every note accentuates a syllable of the lyrics, making the words jump out of the speakers. Extremely well thought out and executed. Now I feel dumb.

 –don (Fat)