It’s still Monday on the west coast, just about…

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Jonathan Bogart: I bet this is really cathartic for some people. For me? It’d be okay if it weren’t for some asshole screaming over top of it.
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Doug Robertson: Why so angry? Rather than venting your rage over what is actually quite an enjoyably melodic backing track and ruining it in the process, can’t you go and look at videos of kittens falling over on YouTube instead?
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Anthony Easton: Pink Eyes could growl his way through the phone book or his grocery list, and I would be happy, and here he might as well he may as well be. Nice little grungey melodic break in the middle.
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Jer Fairall: Bright, riffy and likely the most commercially viable song possible by a growly-voiced band called Fucked Up. I could see this costing them some of their more purist fans, but I for one am interested to see where they’re going with it.
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Frank Kogan: Tuneful rolling-lava instrumentals run into stately architectural guitar lines, the latter ruining the momentum of the former. Too bad, ’cause the chorus was a nice little bit of bellowing weepiness. The lyrics are clumsy pseudo-stiff-upper-lip heartache, but the bellow makes ’em impossible to discern anyway.
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Iain Mew: A really weird mix between hook-filled excitability and confrontational ugliness, neither of which seems placed to serve the other at all well. Best illustrated by the (unintentional?) hilarity of the lovely R.E.M.-like harmonies underpinning the scowling chorus.
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Ian Mathers: I always liked the idea of these guys more than the reality, although I’m glad they’re out there. I’m a little bemused we’re covering them on the Jukebox, honestly. The guitars during the verses seem to need a better melody or maybe just a better singer, but the chorus packs a decent wallop. Still glad they’re doing their thing, still a little underwhelmed.
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Zach Lyon: Still like these guys to the extent that they sound like the punk rock version of airships from Final Fantasy VII or something. There are better punk acts that, like these folk, work with more than simple delusions of anger, but this’ll do.
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