WHOOOOOHOOOO HOT-MOTHAFUCKIN’ DAMN, B-Lines in the HOUSE YO!!! I secretly hope every 7-inch I get in the mail starts like “Tell Me.” Don’t hold anything back bro; project that supercharged post-pogo-punk shit and don’t spare my feelings. Haven’t been this impressed by a punk platter since that unassailable Sneaky Pinks 7-inch, and this one might be even more full of life. You can’t teach the attitude implicit in these arrangements, and the production rumbles the speakers a bit without sacrificing the treble we all need to discern those spiky punk riffs. Dischord, Sophomore Lounge; Buzzcocks, Black Lips; Bad Religion 80-85, Floating Coffin; get it? You would not believe the roll we’re on at Cerbs right now… Who cares what time/year it is? Keep ‘em comin’.
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