I’m usually not privy to Alaskan punk rock—think the last bands I heard were Skate Death and the Clyng-Onz back in the ‘80s —so seeing this in the review pile was a bit of a surprise. Pretty solid meat and potatoes punk rock here, mostly mid-tempo with catchy chorus bits and loud guitars. While it took a while to grow on me, some flashes of greatness and the promise of future brilliance are in evidence. Hafta say that a little more chutzpah and audaciousness in both the writing and delivery would push ‘em onto the filet mignon tray, but in all, this ain’t too shabby.
–jimmy (Boot to Head)