Never Ender collects all of Hot Water Music’s 7″s and splits on one disc, even throwing in a tune that was previously only available on a European split.
As strong as classic Screeching Weasel, the originators (along with The Queers) of “whoa-a-wa-oh” pop-punk, Teen Punks… blasts out a slew of new tunes.
Samiam has written an album of tunes most radio scrubs wish they had the brains to write, and most indie bands wish they had the melodic bones to understand.
Aside from the jumpy punkpop and acoustic touching Top 40 ballads, there’s a vulnerability and sadness and dark underbelly to the chipper, jangly threesome.
Splatter punk energy like a sprinkler run amok, heave chunks of rock-solid concrete like beefy-brutes, solo chaotically like Angus and the Nuge once did.
Stripped barer than the Hellacopters, less glam than the Backyard Babies, less greaser than The Yo-Yo’s, yet nice and dirty, thanks to Tomas Skogsburg.
Fetish, like other bands on Adeline, is hard to peg. Interesting. Unpredictable. The vocalist used to do spoken word, I hear, and he has a bit of Jello in him.