F.Y.P. – Toys that Kill – Review

F.Y.P.

Toys that Kill (Recess)
by Scott Hefflon

After ten years of fuckin’ up the place, F.Y.P. call it quits. This record’s title, Toys that Kill, is the name of the band that founder Todd and Sean, drummer on the last two records, have started so they can sleep on more couches and get naked on stage. Reminds me of Descendents/ALL, but only in title.

Toys That Kill is, again, produced by Dwarves’ Blag, and surprisingly, a lot of it sounds good. Some’ll call this over-produced, but those are the same shitheads who can’t listen to punk without a blender or the vaccuum on cuz it sounds too pretty. Don’t get me wrong, there’s still plenty of warped stuff here, but there’s more straight-forward (still dirty) stuff than one might expect. And with 17 songs in under 30 minutes, ya don’t have to be a math whiz to figure there ain’t no wasted space here. All lyrics are provided and there’s a thick booklet with all sorts of photos and ranting and stuff.
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