Seriously, is there a more true-believing, in-for-life, straight-up rockin' band than this one playing today?!? Um, no. There's just not. Beach Slang has ruled since their inception; nothing's changed. If you know the band, you know you need this record. If you don't know the band, well, shame on you- YOU NEED THIS RECORD. Thanks forever for keeping a last loud breath in the sadly decaying corpus of rock n roll, Beach Slang. You're freaking necessary.

Math without ignoring hooks; emo without being whiny; punk without sacrificing musicianship. These guys are SO not my normal kind of thing- but I can't stop listening to em. Not a boring moment on the record. Heartfelt, ripping rock n roll. The Miami scene may leave a bit to be desired, but these guys don't. Absolutely excellent stuff. Great live band to boot. I'm all in.

The ultimate genius fuck-you SO not pop band jumps into the nascent 80s college rock pool, gets chest-deep in poppiness... And of course, still so delightfully odd! Absolute gem. A blast. LONG LIVE PERE UBU!!!