A little goes a long way on this sweaty after-hours electro rock collection, and I would never advocate for an ’00s dance-punk revival. But the title track is a jam, a hit in some hopefully future world of maskless, fire hazard house parties. And the drums sound perfect, booming and raw (no hi-hat shuffle either, a huge plus). I’m too old for this, but I approve. –Matt Werts (Tetryon Tapes, tetryontapes.bandcamp.com)