STITCHES, THE: Twelve Imaginary Inches: CD

What is there to say about the Stitches that hasn’t been said before? You know the score here: snotty vocals, great mid-tempo punk rock, lots of creepers, and lots of intoxicants. Catchier than a venereal disease in Baltimore. I can’t tell you which song is my favorite because the only place where the song titles are written is on the CD itself, but they are all good. There are a bunch of little keyboard parts on this. These guys must think they’re Hawkwind or something.

 –josh (TKO)