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.
They’re from Montreal, this is their Fat debut. They’re scruffy and dirty, but they’re Greenpeace punk, not ignorant anti-whatever or wall-punching punk.
Part dark punk, part rock, there are Pennywise melodies and tuff group shouts, there’s clean, Bill Stevenson production, and that creepy girl on the cover.
A blend of Oi!, The Damned, Motown, and Two-Tone, Snuff wrote songs you could sing along to, dance along to, and mosh to. Infectious, never-endingly energetic.
For over a decade now, Lagwagon have penned the soundtracks of our lives. And having seen the band countless times, not much comes close to a Lagwagon show.
Not trendy indie new wave-obsessed garbage, but The Epoxies kinda set themselves up for the comparison with their fashion sense and slathered keyboards.