Snotty outtabreath over-amped punk rock’n’roll pumped out by Danes who probably enjoy gettin’ fuckin’ outtacontrol cuz ya just don’t thinka Denmark that way.
In a genre where every yelp and breakdown is as predictable as a boy band’s dance move, Park is learning to combine math rock flashes with powerful vocals.
Mi6 makes my Screeching Weasel records sound more soulful, my Strung Out records sound more tight, and someone else’s Blink 182 records sound more witty.
They claim it’s evil, as evil as three Bell Rays, a Streetwalkin’ Cheetah and an Excessorarie can get, as evil as a fun side project, if ya like surf rock.
The Shams kick ass pretty alright, they got this real primitive stripped-down sound, not really fuzzy or anything, more of a pre-psychedelic limey deal.
Accessible, sure, and they take pretty safe chances and wag their privates at The Establishment, who’re pretty used to punks waving their privates at them.