Most of the bands here 1) aren’t very good, 2) don’t try very hard, 3) point out a whispered truth: Most of the songs in Grease were actually pretty lame.
People’ve been lining up to say nice things, but I can’t find a lot to say about them, other than that they’re OK. I get some kind of early Down By Law vibe.
Their shit don’t lack for in-yo-face intensity, tho’ they do lack the ability to write a coupla numbers that don’t sound exactly like the six they just played.
As Dropkick Murphys claim in their opening track, “The Gang’s All Here.” Then there’s over an hour’s worth of punk, Oi!, rocksteady, reggae, and hardcore.
The sophomoric sophomore slab from The Pushers gets suitably dumbass as they vomit up yell and response shout-alongs. Chock fulla brain-impaired observations.
The younger generation of pop punk bands learned to play (courtesy of a wealthy, suburban music lessons), and they paid attention in their songwriting classes.
The Milwaukees are going to continue the legacy of beautifully-sung indie pop left behind by these big shots, and they’re going to do a damn good job of it.