Wreck Of The Zephyr: God bless ‘em, they try so damn hard with the art and the punk-from-the-heart mantra and I want to root for them. But I can’t. It’s obvious they can get it done in due time. For now, however, they’re not managing to take it to the next level. They play poetic punk, you might say? Very earnest, very sincere… you’re feeling weird about this right? But don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it sounds. 95% of the time ragged-out punk like this fails, so when there’s even a glint of hope I hold on like hell. Pass awarded. Chicken Little won’t get off quite as easy. This is folk-driven polka-punk, right? Oh man, it’s a couple of elves on vocals, or worse. Very theatrical, very free, very… not what the good doctor ordered. Not at all. I never thought I’d say this, but, can I work now?
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