Migraines are best noted for being one of the few bands almost no one’s ever heard of, but everyone will confuse with Vindictive and/or Sloppy Seconds.
They really oughtta come to terms with the fact that they’re better at dippy, punky pop than filtering the Beatles through too many Goo Goo Dolls records.
Jon Cougar Concentration Camp do an admirable job of snarling every note (both vocally and musically) and under-producing the shit out of Too Tough To Die.
They fart, they curse, they tell their own fans that they’re a bunch of pussies, they try to score drugs and chicks from the stage, and they play goddamn fast.
This PA punk band’s debut sounds like Good Riddance, a hybrid of Rick Springfield and straight-ahead NOFX, or, in general, an awful lot of West Coast punk.
RFTC are just havin’ a good time workin’ with a guy (Kevin Shirley) who produced Journey records and another guy (Jim Dickinson) who produced Cramps records.