This full-length features hook-filled tunes that could easily fall into the force-fed commercial radio overdose bin that makes a band really successful.
The Gravel Pit had a good rock thing going, with great heavy bass. The singer has a powerful, somehow Dickie Barrett-esque yell that even worked on a ballad.
Thankfully, the guys in Poundcake had a little more of an edge to them. They were happy too, but they didn’t feel the need to smile at each other constantly.
Trippy rock, with great grooves and a charismatic singer. After the set, I left quickly because I had the inexplicable urge to lick the sweat off his body.
Two words. Perky and happy. Not to say Brian Stevens and his band aren’t talented, but they were just so darn thrilled to be playing their saccharine songs.