Have you given up on punk rock (as a phase, a musical dead-end, a career that failed)? If so, don’t listen to the Rations. Because here’s a band in real time that saw a bunch of potentially broken, tired, worn-out stuff laying around (old Jawbreaker riffs, Vermiform layout cues, Tolstoy quotes, a belief in zines) and made four songs that are beautiful, potent, unique, and relevant. You can dismiss The Rations as gruff pop punk, but I’m just saying that the egg’ll be on your face for being more wrong than right… and then there’s also the possibility that you’re empty.
–todd (Released by ten labels, worldwide. 86’d sent me this one.)