Bouncy, intentionally stupid power chord punk, the kind with a ton of rock’n’roll solos and goofy lyrics delivered in boppin’ post-Ramones style. The usual tropes are there, for those keeping track at home: teenager problems, needing to be medicated, sci-fi conspiracies, B-movie monsters, etc. I can’t lie, this kind of tongue-in-cheek band always just seems like a novelty to me—but hey, you don’t see anyone asking me how to get invited to parties.
–Indiana Laub (Certified PR)