Mid-tempo classic rock/punk that’s dancey and prances around. Sorta like where the Dead Boys mixed darkness and blood into slower songs like “Ain’t It Fun,” these guys do with light and smoke, fluffed up with an organ and shaker eggs. On a seemingly completely irrelevant note, their shaggy bowl, mousse-erect haircuts scare me, but they do parallel the music – meticulously fucked up (messy/clean), and highly stylized. Not a total Rolling Stones wannabe, either, but Mick Jagger’s and Keith Richards’ soundprints are all over this, too. Pretty good.