Obsessively-reiterated Farfisa runs, cheesy vocal fx, and a sense of besotted irresponsibility that brings to mind the proto-neo-retroistics of Fleshtones.
Sans ska-stylings, Less Than Jake here play pop punk in the Screeching Weasel vein. Predictable “whoas” are placed in the usual, slightly off-time format.
These guys are all the rage with pseudo-hip hop fans. They’re actually quite good when they’re singing. When they try to rap it’s just “go, white boy, go!”
Like Lou Barlow riding on a particularly moody wavelength with only an acoustic guitar and whispering drums. Simultaneously depressing and celebratory.