Heckle pays homage to the Clash like their coverboy counterparts Rancid, with gruffer vocals. The other tracks play the same with more speed and less melody.
I guess we all have to face it: pop punk isn’t going away just yet. But these guys seem quite sincere and the songs are fun, so stop being such a snob!
Wondered what Al Jourgensen would sound like crooning Bowie-style through a phaser over an early Beastie Boys beat and a Purple Rain synth? Keep wondering…
It kicks off with a suite of five pretty impressive songs. The stop-start rhythms and kitchen-sink arrangement of “Novocaine For the Soul” are entertaining.
Instrumentals all, evocative of life’s elemental offerings: birth and death, love and loss, hope and despair, loneliness and longing, growth and decay.
Foot-to-the-floor angstfests so poundingly mixed, you barely notice they sound like pretty much every massively-produced song you’ve driven recklessly to.