The cover led me to think I was gonna wind up rolling in the detritus of some chunka-chunka tough-guy riffage, or possibly even some doom-laden metal, but the six songs on here sound strikingly like mid-‘90s Epitaph stuff—groups like Pulley, 98 Mute, etc. Plenty of vocal harmonies, relentless drums, speed and melody. Six songs, topics covering skating, girls, vague spiritual dissatisfaction. Had this come out ten or twelve years ago I would’ve probably been all over it; unfortunately, I think my passion for this genre dissipated about the time Face To Face released Big Choice. There’s just a little too much saccharine here for me.