I fully admit to being a musical geographist. If an album with an address from a place like Serbia or Cambodia makes its way to my turntable, it is going to get more of a chance than one from the States. So, when this 7” from these Austrians came in, I scratched my head trying to think of any music I actually liked from Austria (more recently than the 19th century), and came up with nil. I put it on and cringed at the whiny, nasally pop punk coming at me, but (again with the geographist) I gave it some extra listens and some of the hooks caught me after a bit. It really isn’t bad, and I’m sure all the Screeching Weasel kids’ll just love it, but it just isn’t for me.
–megan (Monster Zero/Be Scared)