Yeah, ok, so fake accents aside, there are a couple real barn-burners here, “It Ain’t Over” being my fave. Group shouts and swearing and shitty production.
San Francisco trio One Man Army offer funny, smart, hard street punk that turns out a perfect complement to the brooding moody tones of Alkaline Trio’s songs.
Alkaline Trio turns me all to miserable jelly every time I hear a new heart-wrenching song, and their six fantastic new songs on this album are no exception.
Every song on this record is about football. No, not American football, what us Yanks call “soccer.” Well done hardcore/Oi with pretty damn funny lyrics.
Many street punks who’ve been around as long as The Unseen (nine years) stop being innovative and interesting and get repetitive and just plain boring.
Linking early ’80s punk rock, recalling second-rate greats of the day – Business, Cocksparrer – and redirecting with today’s take-to-the-streets revival.
If I was as popular with teenage girls as The Bouncing Souls… I’d be in a lot of trouble. Plus, I don’t think I could handle all the giggling and gossip.
The Anti-Flag side has ominous guitar intros. The songs are pretty well developed with lots of different parts and no shortage of righteous indignation.
Like Social Distortion meets Rancid. That’s alright if you like those bands, and I like Rancid (except Life Won’t Wait) and Social Distortion, so fuck off.
Doctor Dream died after releasing “Better Days” and “Kicked in the Teeth Again,” and it knocked the stuffing outta Welt, They regrouped for Brand New Dream.
Leatherface’s most daring record (also their shortest, and their last before breaking up for six years) gets a deserved rebirth, and I’ve got it on repeat.
Horsebox will probably be remembered as the band’s most mature and seasoned output. It has taken over Mush in the cockles of my heart. Quite an achievement.
A fave Colorado punk band (and there’s a surprising number of good bands from the state that gave us Coors and Mork & Mindy, in case you haven’t noticed).