This is this man’s deepest and most sincere expression of himself. It just so happens that he’s also able to write arena rock songs that cannot be refused.
There are a handfulla choruses, like “Jumping the Shark,” that roll like Social D mixed with Randy in powerpop mode, the stuff that’d make a great TV theme.
A garagey pop quality that feels naive, effortless, and pure. No boasting to being the saviors of rock, just a bunch of tunes you can nod your head to.
Unsigned, from CA, kinda junk rock like Sloppy Seconds. They miss some notes, and just cuz the guitar ain’t in tune sometimes, it’s kinda part of the charm.
Total Chaos always sounded kinda metal for punk, in a good way. Hard-charging street punk, short on thinking, long on gruff vocals and spikes in the leather.
Japanese rock’n’roll that’ll set your tail feathers on fire as you run for cover. Wild and chaotic, and “sloppy” in a rampaging way, not like they can’t play.
From Boston, signed to legendary punk label Dionysus, this three-piece crank out the garage rock with skill and style. Riffs, organ, and hand-claps galore.