Exactly what you would imagine it to be: Almost as much in-between banter as music, irreverent humor, not to mention meticulously written and executed pop punk.
Catchy pop punk that you hesitate to call punk, cuz it’s rooted in simple good hooks like Springsteen, Mellencamp, Tom Petty, or a somber Green Day might pen.
You either stuck by ’90s pop punk, grew out of it, or hopped on the “third generation of emo” bandwagon. All the Best Songs is clearly for the first category.
You’re 25% less likely to get punched in the face by a dude in khaki shorts at their shows, and 80% more likely to think while listening to their lyrics.