Appropriating the use of a dead rock icon for their four-song EP, the Uzbeks deliver two songs that are okay, and two others that are really cool. Buddy Holly stares into your soul, asking you to question reality, existence, and if you’re ready to get down with the Great Imam of Surf. On the last one, I hope that answer is yes, because when the Uzbeks hit their stride they lay down a great Adolescents/Red Dons-sounding number. Average, but not a complete waste of time, as so many things are these days. (Life is pointless, guys.) Grade: B-.
–Bryan Static (Self-released)