Sunday, May 24, 2026

Bart and the Brats - Pushin' Your Luck


A good, old-fashioned best-of compilation album is something you rarely see in the indie music world. But that's exactly what we have here from Bart and the Brats, France's #1 '77-style garage punk (one-man) band. Out on London's Dirty Water Records, the new LP Pushin' Your Luck features 15 selections from Bart's existing discography (consisting of four-and-a-half albums and six EPs) and one previously unreleased track called "Pissin' in the Wind." Putting out this album was either a terrible idea or a stroke of genius. A good chunk of these songs have never been available on an LP. And if you've been aware of Bart and the Brats but have never pulled the trigger on buying a record, Pushin' Your Luck is a fine sampling of the band's body of work. It includes a whole slew of fan favorites such as "Can't Stand the Beatles," "Masochistic Pigs," "Constant Nonsense," "Good Cop, Bad Cop," and "Sick, Sick, Sick." 

Recorded by Lo'Spider at Swampland, Toulouse and remastered for this release, these 16 tracks blast out raw, primitive three-chord punk that thumps you in the head with one hand and gives you the finger with the other. The joke about Bart and the Brats might be something along the lines of "If you've heard one of their records, you've heard them all." But that's a good thing, right? We don't want things like progress, artistic ambition, or proper musicianship ruining this band. Just look at some of the labels that have jumped on the Bart train: No Front Teeth, Sweet Time, Big Neck, Take the City....man, that's the best of the best in the punk rock world! This band embodies just about everything that makes punk music so great. I don't want to tell you to not buy all Bart's stuff. But since we're living in times of economic distress, you might need to be stingy with your cash. On that note, Pushin' Your Luck is a lot of value for the money and an excellent representation of a truly killer band.

High On Stress - Still Here


Back with its first full-length album since 2020, long-running Minneapolis alt-rock outfit High On Stress delivers an absolute winner on the 12-song Still Here. This is the band's first album on Rum Bar Records, and it slots perfectly between Tom Baker and Mono In Stereo on the label's roster. What we've got here is good, solid Midwestern heart-on-sleeve rock 'n roll branching from the Replacements/Bash & Pop family tree. The album successfully combines a singer/songwriter's soul with the no-nonsense punch of a heartland bar band. Nick Leet knows how to craft a song with a killer hook that will also move you on a deeper level. I hear these songs and imagine myself sitting in some dimly-lit dive while I drink a pint of cheap beer and ponder my personal wins and losses and the general sadness of the human condition. 

I always have a soft spot for this sort of rootsy, power pop–tinged honest everyman rock, and High On Stress pulls it off as well as any band on the scene these days. The songwriting, musicianship, and production all hit the mark. The fantastic single "Over/Thru" (which Leet co-wrote with Kevin Salem) reappears here, but it's certainly not the only standout. Opening cut "House of Cards" is a knockout mid-tempo rocker that brings to mind the heyday of American alternative rock. "Plans Have Plans" is such a relatable gem of a song that it sounds instantly familiar, as if you've known it all your life. The title track is nothing short of an anthem — a proper album closer if I ever heard one. For a band to be sounding this good after more than two decades in the game is a pretty remarkable thing. It's not every day that you come across music with this much soul. Pop open a cold one and get High on Stress.

MK Ultras - self-titled


Alright! Here we go! When it comes to straight-up killer punk rock that rips hard and fast, MK Ultras are one of the best new bands representing for the old school. Goodbye Boozy Records has just unleashed the Cleveland-based foursome's third release, a 4-song 7" that will smash anything that dares to get in its way. This, my friends, is quintessential Rust Belt punk rock. It's not quite '77 punk and not quite hardcore punk but rather something perfectly in between. These are tough, hard hitting tunes that kick you straight in the ass yet will still get your toes tapping. The Clevo-punk in this band's musical DNA is undeniable, but they aren't ripping anyone off. They're doing their own thing, and it's real deal punk rock like you rarely hear these days. Great freaking stuff from dead end America!

Friday, May 22, 2026

Ten Punk Bands Essential To Me: The 2000s


I always love a good sequel. My friend Jay Castro and I tandem-posted a while back on the ten punk bands from the 1990s that are most essential to us. So we decided the obvious next step was to write up similar lists for the 2000s. If we were trying to explain to an extraterrestrial or someone who wasn't yet born in the 2000s why we love the punk music of that decade so much, which bands would we mention? 

This was an interesting project for me to work on. For me, the '90s were my "heyday" for punk rock. That was when I discovered punk music, started doing zines, and was going to shows all the time. I have a certain romantic attachment to the punk music of the '90s that I don't quite have with later time periods. That said, I was still writing about punk music with great enthusiasm for most of the 2000s. I think what defined 2000s punk for me were the changes in the way I followed it. In the '90s, it was all about Maximumrocknroll and other print publications, record stores, mail order catalogs, tape trading with pen pals, and seeing bands at live shows. In the 2000s, the internet took over. Webzines and message boards were all the rage, and it became quicker and easier to interact with more people who liked the same stuff as me. By the end of the decade, YouTube, social media, and downloading & streaming were coming on strong. I had become more reclusive in my personal life but was more connected than ever to a worldwide community of punk rock fandom. 

I shock myself sometimes when I do the math and realize that the music of the 2000s is now anywhere from 17 to 26 years old. That was how old '60s music (which seemed ancient) was when I was first getting into punk! So as I look back on the punk music of the 2000s, I can't assume that all of you remember this stuff or are even aware of it. But I imagine a lot you will be very familiar with all these bands. 

I reiterate: this is not my list of the "greatest" or "top" punk bands of the 2000s. It's just the ten bands that are most essential to me on a personal level — the ones I keep going back to, year after year, decade after decade. This was a difficult list to limit to ten bands. I left off plenty of bands that I acknowledge were massively influential (Marked Men, The Briefs, Jay Reatard, The Spits, just to name a few). I decided not to recycle any bands from my '90s list, so that excluded the likes of the Dimestore Haloes and The Prostitutes. I left off a few really great one-album-and-done bands like The Busy Signals, The Lids, and The Minds. So this easily could have been a top 25. I wanted to select a list that would reflect all the different kinds of punk music I was listening to in the 2000s, and that's exactly what I ended up doing. 

Here we go, then: in no particular order, the ten 2000s punk bands that are the most essential to me! 

The Ergs! 
If you've been following me for the past 25 years, you are probably tired of me talking about The Ergs! But that's one hill I'm willing to die on. In the 2000s, The Ergs! were more than just a great pop-punk band. Their genius was being the embodiment of music geekdom and geekdom in general. If Egghead. were their big brothers and Boris the Sprinkler their uncles, The Ergs! took that whole dork punk thing and ran with it. They never got proper credit for the variety and depth of their influences. You could write a 600-page book just on the cultural references in their lyrics. dorkrockcorkrod was a genre-defining album of its time, and it has only gotten better with age. And why does nobody ever talk about Upstairs Downstairs? Somehow this band amassed enough non-album tracks to fill not one but two odds and sods compilations! The Ergs! were the kind of band that would do fantastically ridiculous things like back their song "Blue" with a cover of Nirvana's "Blew" and turn a Pennsylvania geography joke into a love song. How could I not love a band like that?

The Exploding Hearts
The presence of The Exploding Hearts on this list will surprise no one. This is the first band that a lot of people would think of when the topic of 2000s punk came up. The mere fact that we now talk of "punk powerpop" or "powerpop punk" as a genre onto itself tells you what a game changer this band was. Guitar Romantic arrived with considerable buzz behind it and lived up to all of it — it was an instant classic on arrival, and it still shapes the musical universe that you and I now inhabit. It's record I'll never tire of. And The "(Making) Teenage Faces" 7" was a classic in its own right. RIP Adam, Matt, Jeremy, and Louie.

The Bobbyteens 
I've been waiting a long time for someone to bring The Bobbyteens' catalog into the digital realm. This is a band that needs to be heard. The best we can do now are a few tracks on YouTube. The Bobbyteens came out of the Bay Area garage punk/budget trash scene in the later '90s but added their own secret sauce: a little power pop, a dash of '70s punk, a splash of early rock 'n' roll, and a big heap of '60s girl group energy. Tina Lucchesi owned the 2000s. Tina and the Total Babes, Deadly Weapons, and Top Ten were all absolutely awesome. But The Bobbyteens will always have a special place in my heart. Not So Sweet from 2000 is well worth tracking down if you can find it. The world barely seems to remember 2004's Cruisin' For A Bruisin', and that's a crying shame. Somebody please reissue this stuff!

Tranzmitors
In the 2000s, I was thrilled to see many bands blur the lines between power pop and punk rock. Few did that better than Vancouver's Tranzmitors, whose run of greatness throughout the latter years of the 2000s is still not talked about nearly enough. Their self-titled album was the best 1979 punk-pop album to come out in the 2000s. If I can convince Jay that a sequel to this sequel is in order, Jeffrey McCloy will get his flowers a second time!

The Dents  
I am still baffled as to why The Dents weren't more acclaimed and recognized outside of their native Boston. Co-fronted by Michelle Paulhus and Jen D'Angora, The Dents were pretty much the quintessential Boston punk rock band. They had it all: hooky tunes, killer harmonies, amazing lyrics, and boundless rock 'n' roll energy. 2005's Time for Biting is an album I'd put up against almost any 2000s punk rock album. Fun fact: The Dents were on Abbey Lounge Records, a label co-run by the man himself, Malibu Lou Mansdorf!

The Kidnappers
Formed from the ashes of the Highschool Rockers, Germany's The Kidnappers were one of the bands leading a youthful new wave of garage punk in the early 2000s. Ransom Notes & Telephone Calls infused a '70s punk influence into the band's lo-fi rock 'n' roll approach, and it was one of the albums that put Alien Snatch Records on the map. And by the time 2006's Neon Signs came out, the twins Chris and Philipp had seamlessly integrated a '70s power pop influence into their sound. "Spanish Girls" was one of the best singles released by anyone in the 2000s. Another change in style led to another new band name, so now these guys are going strong as the punk rock band Küken.

Spazzys
When it comes to truly perfect pop-punk albums, Aloha! Go Bananas by Melbourne's Spazzys is in that category. Of course everyone knows the greatest Ramones knock-off ever recorded, "Paco Doesn't Love Me." But how about "The Sunshine Drive"? "Action City"? "Hey Hey Baby"? "Steal a Kiss"? I could go on and on! It was remarkable for a band this young to arrive so fully formed with a bag of influences that included not just the Ramones but also '60s pop and girl groups, power pop, and '90s pop-punk. This is probably an all-time top 20 favorite album for me. Their later releases (some stretching into the 2010s) were awesome as well.

The Unlovables 
When I first heard The Unlovables' demo (on a comp tape Lew Houston made for me), I was so floored that I almost drove my car off the road. It was an instant "Where has this band been all my life?" moment, and I was excited when The Punk Rock Club EP was released shortly thereafter. By the time Crush*Boyfriend*Heartbreak came out in 2005, Hallie Bulleit and company had refined their craft to the point where they were able to deliver one of the greatest pop-punk albums ever made. 2007's Heartsickle was pretty great in its own right. If the secret recipe for pop-punk is to be ability to write fun, upbeat-sounding songs about devastating emotional experiences, no band embodied that more than The Unlovables.

Zodiac Killers 
Sometimes the Zodiac Killers get overlooked when people talk about Greg Lowery's musical legacy. Everyone brings up Supercharger, The Rip Offs, and The Infections. The Control Freaks get plenty of love. But the Zodiac Killers rivaled all those bands — especially on their 2000s LPs. When it comes to (as Lowery calls it) "fast, catchy, stupid punk rock," albums like Society's Offenders and Radiation Beach are as good as it gets. Those final years of Rip Off Records are very underrated.

Smogtown
Having first emerged in the late '90s with some face-melting singles on Hostage Records, Orange County's Smogtown really hit its stride in the 2000s with the dark vision and blistering melodic beach punk sound of albums like Führers Of The New Wave and Domesticviolenceland. When you talk about definitive, legendary Southern California punk bands, Smogtown takes a back seat to no one.

And that's that! 10 punk bands from the 2000s barely scratch the surface of what was going on in those days, so I encourage you to drop your own lists in the comments. Be sure to check out Jay's list over at Shock Treatment! 

The Amplifier Heads - "A Song Called Sha La La"

Given the world domination recently achieved by The Peppermint Kicks, I got distracted from the fact that Sal Baglio hadn't released any new songs from The Amplifier Heads since Rectifier came out at the end of 2022. Well, that situation has been, uh, rectified! "A Song Called Sha La La" is the brand-new single from The Amplifier Heads, and it's a red-hot, super-duper, intergalactic smash! Writing a great rock 'n' roll song about the dearth of great rock 'n' roll songs now being written is just about the most meta thing ever. But if you're going to do a song like this, this is how you do it! "A Song Called Sha La La" might be the best Amplifier Heads song ever, so you know that Sal is bringing it with all he's got. The whole spirit of the song is nicely summed up by lyrics like these:

Somebody write a song that we can sing
Get up and shout and not worry ‘bout who’s listening
Somebody write a few bars
That we can turn up loud in our cars
Somebody write a song that goes
Sha La La

Amen! With this song, The Amplifier Heads are fully in 1960s classic radio hit form. Just press play, and you've got pure pop majesty for three-and-a-half glorious minutes. For sure, this is a song you can sing, and it will quickly have you up and shouting. And of course you will want to turn it up loud in your car as you rock out with full vigor and care not what a fool you look like to all those smug observers who live sad lives devoid of the joy that rock 'n' roll brings. Also on board are rhythm players Kevin "King" Rapillo and Brad Hallen along with some special guest stars: Jeff "G-Man" Giacomelli on tenor sax and Carlos Menenzes Jr, Matthew Naeger, and Henley Douglas Jr from the mighty Jambalaya Horns! 

What do you do when you long for someone to write a song called "Sha La La"? You write a song called "A Song Called Sha La La," and it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy! Glenn Robinson's cover art is so on-point that I briefly thought it was a photo of an actual 45 record! And that gives you the vibe this song is going for. If you grew up plugging coins into jukeboxes and amassing stacks of vinyl singles in your bedroom, this will be your jam. Look for Super 8, the new Amplifier Heads album, on Rum Bar Records this summer!

Civic Mimic - self-titled


How about I throw a little more love to that state next door? New Jersey–based Civic Mimic, formerly Jeff Hersch's rather prolific pandemic solo project, has made its full-band debut on an excellent new self-titled EP. Hersch (whom you might recognize from Casual & Glazer) is joined by Josh Stavola, Jeff Schroeck, and Phil Connor in this new iteration of Civic Mimic. Style-wise, it's what you might expect: poppy, punky indie rock with just the right amount of noise and hooks a plenty. This EP is short and sweet with three songs clocking in at a total of six-and-a-half minutes. If you grew up on early '90s college radio, this band will be speaking your language. I appreciate that the lyrics are clever and interesting in a way that's very open to interpretation but not at all pretentious. If there's really such a thing as a "New Jersey indie rock" sound (and I think there surely is), this record hits it bang-on. As a singer and songwriter, Hersch is likeable and endearingly offbeat. And Schroeck is such a unique and inventive player — an asset to any band he's in. I'm going back to all the earlier EPs and really liking what I'm hearing, but I'm definitely pleased that Civic Mimic has morphed a proper band. More please!

Dimmicks - Love, Raptors, and Robots


Back with a new single, Toulouse, France's Dimmicks continue to be one of the most exciting and delightful new bands in the pop-punk universe. Love, Raptors, and Robots delivers two more songs in the band's wheelhouse of science fiction and pop culture obsession. Musically, this is top-tier pop-punk all the way. It's full of tasty guitar leads, harmonies to die for, super-catchy melodies, and a pure spirit of fun that is truly infectious. Perhaps music sometimes ought to be serious and have something important to say. But sometimes you just want to crank up some tunes and feel good about life. Love, Raptors, and Robots will make you smile and fill your soul with joy. It ought to be a lock for your 2026 summer playlist!

-L.R.

Saturday, May 16, 2026

J Prozac/Space Age Zeros - split


The old school pop-punk vibes are strong on the new split 7" featuring J Prozac and Space Age Zeros, and I am here for it! Out on Critical Mass Music, this split is hitting all the right notes with me largely because so many of my favorite pop-punk records over the years have been in this format. 

It's always a pleasure to review anything that J Prozac is involved with, and Space Age Zeros are one of the best of the newer pop-punk groups out there. Sometimes the J Prozac recordings are a little different from the stuff he puts out with The Prozacs. So the twist with "Digging Holes" is that it reminds me of classic Prozacs! This is textbook Lookout! Records–influenced pop-punk with the melodic lead guitar and whoa-oh harmonies in the forefront. But what perhaps makes this more of a J Prozac song is the more mature perspective in the lyrics. I like how Jay has shown that pop-punk for grown-ups can still sound like the pop-punk we all grew up on. "Chemical Reaction" was a nice surprise. It's a semi-acoustic number that still has the spirit of pop-punk. Musically, this is a little more MTX than Screeching Weasel, and Jay really excels in this space. I love the sentiment of the song. It's a positive, feelgood number all the way, and we need more of that kind of energy in the world.  

On the Space Age Zeros side, "Cheryl Scott" gives me all the feels. This is throwback pop-punk that's melody-forward and wears its heart on its sleeve. It's got a crisp, clean sound that takes me back to a time when my musical world revolved around the Parasites. "Seasons of You" has a different feel: rougher around the edges and more melodic punk than pop-punk — but still super-catchy and full of heart. 

And so there you have it. The key to a successful split is getting two bands that go well together and making sure they can bring quality material to the table. There are no throwaways here. This could easily have been two individual singles that both would have been worth buying. Putting them on one record is a deal and a steal!

Sourpunch - Shake Them Bones


Back with its first new release in a few years, Sourpunch lets it rip on the excellent new EP Shake Them Bones. This Rhode Island–based foursome fronted by Jenn Lombari (also of the excellent melodic punk duo Stubborn Hearts, which also includes drummer Doug Metivier) plays awesome high energy punk/pop/rock 'n roll music that will get your heart pounding and your toes tapping. "Lipstick and Black" and "Gin Buzz" are in rockin' pop-punk territory, while "Rebound n Down" is full of '50s OG rock 'n' roll spirit. The theme song "Sourpunch Stomp" is a party-starter with a touch of Devil Dogs swagger. "Dead Friends" is fast and frenzied and poignant is hell. "Going up the Country" is a rocked-up cover of the Canned Heat classic. With Jenn Lombari, you're always going to get passion and feeling in the vocals. So even though this is a fun record to put on and shake them bones to, there's an emotional depth and soul to a lot of these songs that is sometimes missing in punk rock 'n' roll world. If you like no-nonsense rock 'n' roll that kicks a whole lot of ass but can also make you laugh and cry, this EP is for you!

Friday, May 15, 2026

Radio Days - "Flying High"


In a year in music that is looking more and more like one for the ages, the impending arrival of a new Radio Days album is yet another cause for much excitement. We are now five years removed from the last Radio Days long player, so Off The Record (due out in September) is very high on my list of 2026 albums I'm looking forward to. In advance of the album, the band has treated us to a couple teasers. The latest is digital single "Flying High," an upbeat, silky-smooth pop song with a big chorus and lots of amazing lead guitar. This tune finds Radio Days in vintage form, embracing melody on top of melody. Dario's vocals go down easier than lemonade on a hot day in July, and the song could not be any catchier. It's just a joy to hear one of the best bands to ever do this kind of music, uh, do this kind of music! It's always a good sign when you get to the end of the song and think, "That went way too fast!" 

"Flying High" was preceded by the brilliant 7" record "I Won't Give Up." The A-side finds the band living in the skinny tie glory days of power pop with harmonies and handclaps galore. And that chorus hits like a bolt of lightning! On the B-side, "Bang Bang" sounds like if glam rock and power pop made a baby. It's a perfect little slice of bubblegum pop goodness — a surefire radio hit in some alternate timeline where the cool kids still know how to groove. 

New music from Radio Days is good news for those of us who are starting to assemble our summer playlists. And once summer is done, we have a whole album to look forward to! Get your copy of "I Won't Give Up" from Wild Honey Records!

Automatic Lovers - self titled


When I first heard Automatic Lovers, my instant reaction was, "Hell yeah — we need more bands like this in today's scene!" The Madrid foursome dropped an absolute smasher of a debut single last year — warming my heart with its raw and aggressive vintage 1977 punk rock sound. The band's next challenge was to sustain the same quality and energy over a full album, which is something that's not necessarily easy to do. Sometimes punk rock bands fare better in the short format where they can hit you hard and fast and leave you wanting more. But on their self-titled debut long player (out on Wap Shoo Wap Records and Folc Records), Automatic Lovers prove themselves to be 100% the real deal. 

Over the course of 11 tracks, Automatic Lovers let it rip with force and ferocity — unleashing a heat-seeking missile of a punk rock album. Of course the inspiration for this sound is obvious. The band follows the blueprint of Slaughter and the Dogs, The Vibrators, Eater, The Users, Dead Boys, Menace, Stooges, Pagans, early Damned, etc. with the utmost enthusiasm. But while any band can emulate a style, Automatic Lovers truly have the spirit and power of this classic music coursing through their veins. They tear through these songs with reckless abandon. The drummer sounds like he's trying to pound his kit into submission. The lead guitars rip wildly. The singer spits fire and fury. You might hear a track like "Wasting Time" and surmise that the band can't possibly sustain that level of intensity for a full album. But you'd be wrong! And the tunes (complemented by a couple of ace covers) are legit good. This is a killer punk rock album in any year. You hear a record like this and remember the heart-pounding excitement of hearing punk music for the first time — when suddenly everything else in your record collection seemed super-lame by comparison. What a thrill it is to hear such a young band take up this old school punk rock sound and pull it off this brilliantly. If I had heard a band like this in the later '90s when I was obsessively collecting '70s punk records, I would have flipped my shit! Wap Shoo Wap Records is quickly becoming one of those labels whose releases you never want to miss.

Saturday, May 09, 2026

The Speedways - "Luna"


It has been over a year since I last had the pleasure of writing about new music from one of my favorite bands, The Speedways. In advance of their forthcoming fourth album, The Magic Comes & The Magic Goes, The Speedways are releasing a pair of digital singles. Up first is "Luna," which will shortly be followed by "I Shouldn't Have Tried To Leave Without You." The two songs will then receive a physical release on 7" vinyl in June. Anyone who has been eagerly waiting for new Speedways tunes will be utterly delighted by "Luna." The song was originally slated to be a B-side due to it being rather short and simple. But sometimes a band gets into rehearsing a song and, you know, the magic comes. The whole band had a sense that the song was something special. With some encouragement and creative input from producer Jez Leather, "Luna" became the lead track for the single. Matt Julian notes that the song tells the story of the day he met his ex-fiancé at Luna Fest in Portugal. Because it was written when they were still together, the vibe is sweet and optimistic. So while the song now feels bittersweet to the band, it remains faithful to its original inspiration (a vibe the music video perfectly captures). I've long believed that writing simple songs is one of the hardest things to do in music. But when a simple song hits the mark, it's a beautiful thing. "Luna" is 117 seconds of pop perfection, and it immediately brings to mind classic Speedways. There aren't a whole lot of "happy" love songs in The Speedways' catalog, so that makes this tune stand out all the more. As a fan, I could not be more pleased. Sometimes short and sweet is exactly what we need in life!

Drakulas - Midnight City


On their extraordinary third LP, Austin, Texas–based Drakulas take the concept they've been honing for years to new heights. Out on Wild Honey Records in Europe and Dirtnap Records in North America, Midnight City is not only the best Drakulas album to date but also the best new wave record I've heard in a couple years. From start to finish, it's all hits and no shit. 

Savage Lord Mic, Sam Francisco, and Pink Rick continue to build this wonderfully immersive world of an eternal turn-of-the '80s late night excursion into the dangerous and dimly neon-lit corners of some seedy metropolis. While not quite a rock opera, Midnight City is an album with a novel or film's ambition — it songs full of unsettling tales and colorful characters. Yet the concept never reeks of pretension or bogs down the record. If you weren't paying super-close attention, you might not even notice the connections between the songs. While the atmosphere is striking, the quality of the tunes is never an afterthought. As I listen to this record, I don't hear a band in 2026 trying to sound like a band in 1980. I hear a band that sounds like it teleported here from 1980. 

The style remains a perfect blend of the punk and new wave sounds that were both changing the game in the late '70s and early '80s — but this time, the hooks are bigger, sharper, and positively addictive. I love the way this album bobs and weaves between danceable post-punk ("Singin' with My Tongue Cut Out," "Sex," "Head in the Clods"), punky new wave ("F.A.F.O."), new wavey punk ("Is It Enough," "Garbage Strike"), haunting synth-pop ("Wheelhouse"), and punky power pop ("White Off Your Nose," "Guys Like Me, Girls Like You"). On this record, Drakulas come off a little like Autogramm's evil twins, and that's a vibe I can dig all day long. Their use of synthesizers is masterful and very old school  — as if they live in a universe where modern synth-punk hasn't been invented yet. In my old age, I've become far less enthralled with darker post-punk, but this album is dark in a way that is captivating, a little sexy, and oddly intoxicating. 

While early '80s retro-futurism often comes off kitschy, Midnight City feels less like goofy nostalgia and more like a vivid dream about a time and place you can never go back to but can never forget about, either. It creates an analog world I want to live in or at least visit often. None of these songs would have sounded out of place emanating from the speakers of a delinquent hangout arcade as you dominated on Galaxian back in the day. Although I can hear the influence of so many cornerstones of my record collection, I by no means find these songs lacking in creativity or originality. And as tunesmiths, these guys take a back seat to no one. As good as Drakulas' previous releases were, this one is at another level. Whether you approach it as a piece of art or just a killer slab of punk/new wave, this is a brilliant album in any year.

Sunday, May 03, 2026

Rob Moss and Skin-Tight Skin and 7 Door Sedan - Split single


This is my sixth time writing about Rob Moss and Skin-Tight Skin's split single series. This series is one of the most interesting and enjoyable musical endeavors I've had the pleasure of following in recent years. Out today is the latest installment, which finds Moss collaborating with 7 Door Sedan, the Silver Spring, Maryland–based trio featuring singer/guitarist Glenn Kowalski from legendary D.C. punk band White Boy. 

As always, the format is that the two bands cover each other. I think what I like most about this series is that nobody ever settles for a straight "faithful" cover. In his vision for what these splits ought to be, Moss really seems to encourage creative interpretations of the selected songs. And we need more of that in today's music, when cover songs are too often dismissed as filler. There's real artistic value in taking someone else's song and making it your own. 

On this release, Moss, joined by Tom McNally and Steve Naff, adds a new wrinkle to that concept. He covers not one but two songs by 7 Door Sedan: the opening and closing numbers off the band's 2008 LP Killer Good. Remarkably, Moss and Skin-Tight Skin combine "Everything in The World" and "Cement Man" so seamlessly that you might not even realize these were two separate songs. As a single track, "Everything in The World/Cement Man" is not just a creative reworking of the original songs. It's also a little bit of a different sound for Moss: less sneering '70s punk and glam and more of a moody post-punk slow burn. Moss really shows his talents as a pure singer here, and I love his rather eerie guitar work. 

On its side of the digital wax, 7 Door Sedan goes big and takes on one of Moss's signature songs: "I'm On a Rocket Ship (Heading My Way Back Home)" from the album Now With More Rockets. As you would expect from 7 Door Sedan, the T. Rex vibes loom large. Kowalski played lead guitar on the original version, so he came to this song with a unique perspective. But he and his bandmates Josh Singer and Norman van der Sluys definitely transform the song here, trading the intergalactic anthemic feel of the original for a grittier, slightly Stones-ish approach. And I'm left feeling the way I don't feel enough when I hear covers: more appreciative of the original than ever but also blown away by the new rendition. 

What really hits me about all these Rob Moss and Skin-Tight Skin splits is that the two bands involved are never merely just friends — they're also huge fans of each other's music. You can sense the love for the source material and admire the effort made to do something genuinely transformative as a tribute. This latest installment involves two immensely significant figures in the history of D.C. punk rock. And the point is that neither is resting on any laurels. Moss and Kowalski are out there making vital and exciting music, and it ought to be heard.

The Chelsea Curve - The Rideout


Can we rightfully call an album that comes out on May 1st a "summer" release? Can we even call it an album if it only has seven songs? I suppose those questions are up for debate. But since I find such debates largely obnoxious, I'm going to say "yes" and "yes" in the case of The Chelsea Curve's The Rideout, out now on Rum Bar RecordsOn its second album, the Boston-based trio is giving feelgood vibes all day long. Some recent years were trying for The Chelsea Curve, but the band has endured it all and now finds itself inspired and excited about what's ahead. 

The theme of The Rideout comes through loudly and clearly: life is short, so live it up! "This record is about living for the moment, being with your people, and just enjoying life," says bassist/vocalist Linda Pardee. That spirit comes through not just in the lyrics but also in the music. If anything, coming back from all that adversity has energized the trio's sound. While the Chelsea Curve still lives in that mod/punk/pop lane, this album in particular puts the "power" in power pop. Pardee, guitarist Tim Gillis, and dynamo drummer Bruce Caporal tear into these tunes with force and vigor, and what results is 20 minutes of infectious and incredibly exciting music. If I might be so bold as to call this the first summer record of 2026, then the timing of its release was certainly no coincidence. This is your soundtrack to the good times that lie in front and ahead of you — some of which will certainly involve you at the wheel of some sort of motor vehicle with the sun shining and the wind at your back, en route to days and nights of adventure, romance, fun, and friendship. 

The leanness of The Rideout is almost certainly by design. Every song clocks in somewhere in the neighborhood to two-to-three minutes and embodies perfect pop with a whole lot of snap and crackle. Three of these songs were released as digital singles last year, yet it feels like these seven tracks were meant to be heard together and in this precise order. "Ride" is the tone-setter —  a song that literally invites the listener to join along in living for the moment. Last year's summer hit "Kindawanna" is the perfect follow-up —  an ode to all those things you can't wait to do with that present or future special someone in your life. After another vintage Chelsea Curve mod-pop bopper in "Outta My Head," there are some cool surprises. "Never Come Down," another song about seizing a magical moment, features Gillis on lead vocals and channels Oasis by way The Who in its psychedelic era. "I Can't Help It" is an homage to Letters To Cleo and the heyday of Boston indie power pop. The band goes full-on "freedom rock" on closing track "Rally 'Round," and any skepticism I may have originally had about this song was wiped away as soon as I heard how it and "Ride" bookend the album with affirmations of community and hope. 

Arriving four years after its predecessor All the ThingsThe Rideout captures a considerably evolved and revitalized Chelsea Curve. The sound is bigger and more layered, and the vibe is so joyful and optimistic that some might take it as corny. But as Pardee says, "Life's way too short to be precious." Rebounding from dark times and riding the spark that a drummer like Caporal can bring to a band, The Chelsea Curve is in the mood for (as a wise man once put it) rocking out and having fun. So yeah, this is not just a summer album. It's THE summer album. Push play and raise a glass to life!

Muck and the Mires - Ghost of Roky Erickson


That ever-dependable institution of Boston garage rock is back with another slab of toe-tapping, hip-shaking goodness! I speak, of course, of Muck and the Mires, a foursome as consistent and notorious as death and taxes combined. Out on Madrid's stellar Ghost Highway Recordings, the new EP Ghost of Roky Erickson follows the typical Muck recipe. You get two wild, garage-rocking smashers and two power pop gems that sound like they could have been plucked straight from the British Invasion (one of them actually was!). The ripping title track is one of the rockers. The song title is no red herring. The song really does describe an encounter with the ghost of Roky Erickson (on the 13th floor of an elevator, of course!). If you're going to come face-to-face with a ghost, wouldn't this be the one you'd want to meet? I always love a tune that tells a story! This song proves to be as inspired as its subject matter — just the latest in a long line of bangers from the Muck hit factory. "Hey Sunshine" is firmly in 1963 Beatles territory, and "It's Gonna Be Alright" is a killer cover of the Gerry & The Pacemakers classic. Bringing it on home is "Dead To Me," a stomping kiss-off that combines some good, old-fashioned spurned lover bitterness with deliciously dark humor. And that's that: four tunes in a little over nine minutes, and it's all perfect rock 'n' roll just as the music gods intended. You always know what you're getting from Muck and the Mires, and it never stops being thrilling. My friends here in the states can pick this one up from the Rum Bar Records Bandcamp page!

Friday, May 01, 2026

Taxi Girls - "Say It!"


Get ready, folks: Taxi Girls are about to drop a bomb with their forthcoming debut album! Static will release in late June on Stomp Records in North America and Wild Honey Records in Europe. It has been nearly three years since this Montreal-based now-foursome released its debut EP. I've been looking forward to a full-length Taxi Girls album for a long time, and I am pleased to tell you that it's everything I was hoping for and then some. Pre-orders for Static are now live, and lead track "Say It!" has premiered as the first single. This tune is an absolute ball of fire — a fierce and furious shot of super-catchy punk rock 'n' roll with a chorus that will have you screaming along at the top of your lungs. The lyrics paint a picture that will be all-too-familiar to so many of you who have given so much of yourself to someone who gives you so little in return:

I give you all of me  
'Cause that’s what you need 
My hand that feeds
It’s killing me 
I give you all of me  
'Cause that’s what you need 
My hand that feeds
It’s killing me 

Who's not going to be feeling that? The sentiment is simple yet incredibly relatable. And then that chorus comes along and hits like a ton of bricks. It's not just the words but also the conviction with which they're delivered that makes this song so powerful. The ability to turn personal frustration and hardship into something this thrilling and energizing is a true gift, and these four bad-ass women have blessed us with a bona fide anthem. However loud you've got your volume set at will not be loud enough once you push play on the video! A couple more singles are due before Static releases. In the meantime, you might as well pre-order the record on nifty colored vinyl. This is gonna be a Taxi Girls summer! And by the way: Go Habs Go!

The Sleeveens - National Anthem


Behold the mighty and magnificent Sleeveens, authors of one of the greatest punk rock debut albums of recent memory! Today they return with their highly anticipated sophomore effort, National Anthem — released on the beyond-iconic Goner Records. The Sleeveens  — Stefan Murphy, James Mechan, Ryan Sweeney, and Eli Steele — have been wowing just about everyone who has heard or seen them since they came storming out of Nashville (and Dublin) three years ago. The subsequent singles "UFO's" and "Downtown" were more than satisfying, but a new album is what we've really been craving ever since the first one was released on Dirtnap Records in early 2024. I must admit that I went to bed last night with the giddy anticipation of hearing National Anthem when I woke up this morning. So was I disappointed? Come on! While it's certainly too soon for me to be lobbing grandiose superlatives into the ether, I can say that The Sleeveens have risen to the occasion of following an acclaimed debut. And that's never easy to do. 

If you loved the first album, you will almost certainly love National Anthem as well. The Sleeveens haven't veered far from the approach that worked so well last time: catchy, hard-driving punk rock 'n' roll full of genuine heart and soul. But this album is by no means a knock-off of its predecessor. This is such a unique band since Murphy is not necessarily writing "punk" songs. He brings a broad array of musical and life influences to his songwriting process. He writes the songs, and then they become Sleeveens songs once they are arranged and recorded by the full band. It's no wonder that people hear this group and immediately notice this is something quite different from anything else that's out there. And yet it all comes together as if the music gods had deemed it. Where else are you going to hear a Southern garage punk rock 'n' roll band fronted by an Irish poet? 

For various reasons, the comparisons to Reigning Sound and Compulsive Gamblers will be inevitable. But there's so much more to The Sleeveens than that. National Anthem has its share of blistering rockers. The 1-2 punch of "If I Was a Casual" and "I Was Born on a Saturday Night" opens the album with the proverbial bang. "Long Black Summer" is in a similar vein. But overall, this is a nicely varied set of songs. "My Pretend Boyfriend" is the closest The Sleeveens have ever come to power pop. "Town Of Horseheads," a new arrangement of one of Murphy's old songs, is a droning, moody number that closes Side 1 in epic fashion. "The Rat" is a cover The Walkmen's early 2000s post-punk classic, done Sleeveens style. "Ernest and Julio" is a straight-forward pub rocker. "Six Counties Punk" could almost be The Clash. "High Babies, Low Babies" is an impassioned blast of darker melodic punk. "Cowboy Queen" is vintage Sleeveens, and that's something I will never tire of. The title track, an unflinching indictment of America under the current regime, has the feel of a folk ballad. A less musically aggressive approach proved really effective on this track because you feel the weight and conviction of every word that comes out of Murphy's mouth. To say he doesn't hold back his feelings would be an understatement. Talk about an anthem for the moment!

I never envy a band that has the task of following a nearly perfect debut album. That first album arrives, and people are approaching it with a blank slate. They have nothing to compare it to, and so they can just enjoy it for what it is. But then comes the next album, and it arrives with lofty expectations. I can't speak for The Sleeveens and their intentions, but it seems like they didn't fall into the trap of overthinking this record. They just did their thing. Stefan Murphy is one of the most talented and prolific songwriters on the planet, and The Sleeveens are a dynamite rock 'n' roll band. Put those two things together, and it's hard to screw it up. I won't even bother comparing National Anthem to the first album. On its own merits, it's a great record — and an inspired one, too. These are songs you crank up loud not just to entertainment yourself but to energize your soul. Murphy writes songs about his life, life in general, and the world at large. While not a "political" album per se, National Anthem certainly has its moments where it speaks to what's going on in the world. And in 2026, why wouldn't it? This is a band that matters making music that matters, and we are lucky to live in a world that has The Sleeveens in it. 

Sunday, April 26, 2026

Radio Weekend - Circles


In recent months, I've written about a couple of singles from Seattle, Washington's Radio Weekend. This foursome is my kind of band. They're right there in that punk-adjacent power pop lane that has always been a sweet spot for me, but they don't really sound like any other band out there. They've carved themselves a nice little niche of their own. They cite some classic influences (The Cars, Cheap Trick, Ramones) but never really sound like they're trying to imitate those bands. There are a couple homages here and there (see if you can spot them!), but Radio Weekend's sound is more of a general vibe. As I listen to new EP Circles, my mind keeps jumping to '90s punk-pop and alt-rock — but by way of the late '70s and early '80s. Essentially, this is the band for all of us who were drawn to pop-punk and power pop because we were new wave kids.

I've previously commented on "Rather Be Lonely" and "By My Side." Circles includes those two songs plus four more. If crunchy, punchy power poppy goodness is your jam, you will find much to like here. If you were out and about and heard any of these songs pop up on a random playlist, you'd be like, "Wow! Who is this?" These guys aren't trying to break new ground, but there sure is a place in 2026 for three-minute love songs that sound like they could have been radio hits 30 or 40 years ago.  These guys sure know how to write a catchy tune with some oomph to it. "Back to Yesterday" and The Last Ones' cover "Number One Again" are on the punkier end of the spectrum, while "Can't Slow Down" is solid mid-tempo power pop. The title track, which tops the four-minute mark, achieves the perfect balance of punch and melancholy. And man, that hook is massive! You totally could have danced to this one with your junior high crush at the 8th grade formal. Is "Rather Be Lonely" still "the hit"? Probably. But this is a darn solid EP all the way through, and I love how the cassette packaging throws it back to the era in culture that inspired these songs. Kudos to Michael Springer and Scott Von Rocket (a supporter of mine for 30 years!) for mixing and mastering these tracks into radio-ready shape.

The Fix - Best Days of Your Life


So I got a direct message from Eric Anderson, who had gotten a direct message from Dan Henry about this new-old album from a band called The Fix. How cool is it that all these years later, those Gun Fury guys are still influencing the music I listen to? The Fix was a band from Oxfordshire fronted by Tim Field, formed in 1994. Pop Affliction Records has finally given the band's album Best Days of Your Life a proper release, and the thing is absolutely fantastic. Field describes the band's sound as "BritPop," but this is not quite the same sort of Brit-pop that was becoming all the rage right around the time this album was recorded. The Fix's sound was more traditionally British guitar pop in a very elegant sort of way. You can hear the influence of The Kinks and The Jam along with some of the jangly indie pop that would have been quite contemporary at the time. Most importantly, the songwriting is superb. These are thoughtful, beautifully-crafted songs with hooks that cannot be denied. This an album full of interesting stories and deep reflections on life. The moment you hear "Lottery," you'll be stunned that a song this brilliant has been sitting in the vault for three decades. If you enjoy power pop and late '80s/early '90s indie rock that wears its Britishness on its sleeve, you're going to go nuts for Best Days of Your Life. The fact that this album includes an adaptation of a John Betjeman poem and a cover of a song by The Action tells you quite a lot about The Fix. Kudos to Pop Affliction for unearthing this gem! Right now, the album is available on cassette tape, but something tells me a vinyl release will happen sooner or later.

Friday, April 24, 2026

Inflatable Idols - GET STIFF!


Look out, kids: we've got a live one here! GET STIFF! is the ripper of a debut album from Los Angeles, California's Inflatable Idols. It's such a flaming hot slab of wax that it took three of the heaviest hitters in the game — Take the City Records, Ghost Highway Recordings, and your home of the hits, Rum Bar Records — to properly release it into the wild. Jim Perrault (The Legendary Swagger) is on lead vocals and bass, and he is joined by a murderers' row of Southern California punk rock royalty. Joe Jennings (JJ and the Real Jerks), Frank Agnew (Adolescents, T.S.O.L., Legal Weapon, Social Distortion), Brian Coakley (Cadillac Tramps), Greg Kuehn (T.S.O.L., Exploding Fuck Dolls, The Joneses), Derek O'Brien (Adolescents, Legal Weapon, T.S.O.L.), and Geoff Yeaton (Streetwalkin' Cheetahs) are all on board. They're joined by Tavis Werts (The Cineramas, Reel Big Fish) on trumpet and two of the finest vocal talents in L.A. in Belle Johnson and Mika Lett on backing vocals. To call this a "wow" lineup would be a massive understatement, and the music absolutely lives up to all that pedigree. 

On GET STIFF!, Inflatable Idols power through 12 tracks of gritty, high-energy rock 'n' roll that pulls from classic SoCal punk, garage rock, soul, dirty glam, and proto-punk. Style-wise, the band varies its attack, but the attitude and energy levels are relentless from open to close. Tracks like "Oxygen Thief," "Make Some Noise (Quiet As It's Kept)," and "Narcissistic Twist" are more on the flamethrower punk rock 'n' roll side of things — not too far from The Humpers in their prime. Elsewhere, "Get Up & Get Out" and "Hero to Zero" go the maximum R & B route. "Drunk On Nostalgia" is full fury garage rock cranked to ten. "Imaginary Monster" brings an old school Detroit rock energy that could just about wake the dead. "That's Mr. Motherfucker To You" manages to live up to its title, and that's saying something! 

It can be hard to pull of a record like this that's a wall-to-wall smash-it-up party. But Inflatable Idols do just that. There are no ballads, mood pieces, or departures from the mission to ignite your loins and soul with unadulterated rock 'n' roll. Get Stiff! never comes up for air, and who would want it to? The band is tight, but the spirit is loose. These folks bring it hard and unleash an absolute wall of sound with the horns, keyboards, and backing vocals hitting exactly the way they ought to. And on vocals, Perrault can holler with the best of 'em. Even though this is a studio record, I envision it as a live performance as I listen to it. It has all the sweat, swagger, and electricity of a must-see gig, and so I'm reaching for my dancing shoes and my stockpile of adult beverages. When you have this many super-talented people in a band, it's either going to be super-disappointing or just about the best thing ever. And you know where Inflatable Idols land. The way things are going, Rum Bar is soon going to need an office in L.A.!