Sing-along punk with too much “musician rock” for my taste. Jangle rock and whoa-whoa anthems side-by-side and a singer who sometimes reminds me of Rick Astley.
Combining the technicality of their earlier work with the vocal-driven, new material, Lagwagon has perfected elbow-swinging fun and tear-jerking introspection.
Personal, dark yet hinting of hope on the horizon lyrics set to catchy, peppy, gritty punkpop. Masterful production by Bill Stevenson and Stephen Egerton.