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.
It doesn’t engulf you in 100+ degree body heat, hand you a beer, or put an arm around you. You can’t fit that in your car, so this is a good road trip record.
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.
East Coast punk rock, pure of spirit like Bouncing Souls, but with more consistent songs. A little gruff, but not all gargled glass or hard-living street punk.
Similar to Loved Ones and Lawrence Arms, Dead To Me take rawer punk’s ferocious attack and temper it with melodic turns a la Descendents, Misfits, Fifteen, etc.
Perhaps the band’s most melodic release, forgoing much of their past attack-based hardcore in exchange for sweet hooks. Catchy, driving, motivational tunes.