Personally, I wish the songs were shorter. That way, the forty-plus minutes of my life I wasted listening to this disc would be only twenty or thirty minutes.
These blurry noise-meisters mouth some not too earth-shattering indie rock influences (Drive Like Jehu, Steel Pole Bathtub) and throw in a coupla curve balls.
The Party Rock album ya ain’t gonna get through a TV commercial, nor in fine stores anywhere. Ya gotta get this straight from the source, Rimshot Records.