The songs range from indie rock to metal to snarly Pistols-esque punk with a bit of Jello vocal jiggle. The production spotlights the siner and ignore the band.
Funny Kar cruises like a beach-bound mobile loaded with guitar hooks and juiced on melody. Some songs delve into power pop, they come out smelling of punk.
Besides the fact that I never have any food in the house and people feel bad and bring me their own birthday cakes, I had one of those birthday things, too.
The Third Wave of ska has it all: Sexy instrumentals, big band, and street punk, rude music for rude boys and girls, and a whole lotta skankin’ going on.