Signs of trouble were often ignored. Possible failures were never explored. Hide the dirt and leave the next incumbent to explain. And this tactic isn't new, a practice they never outgrew. Why face the heat if they don't have to take the blame? Out of our holes as we predict 15 more years of fiscal winter, so prepare for snow. Financial climates indicate our better choice is to hibernate until our numbers grow. No taking stock in the simple thought that maybe this is all we've got, and we've only down to go. Maybe it's as good as it'll get. I can't say the worst is over yet. Keep talking about the recession, this federally induced degradation. Maybe our glass is a quarter full. And though optimism's senseless, like thinking we're not defenseless, there are no victims here. We're reaping what we sow. This steady plateau of despair, a product of choosing not to care. Refusing to recognize we don't deserve to be treated fair. We've never put in any of our share, yet we expect to be subsidized. We rode the coattails of idealists and bigots alike. So why are you surprised?
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Energetic DIY skate-punk, it's over before it's barely begun; yet crams more hooks into a collection of two minute sonic blasts than most pop acts could manage with double the running time. Tristan
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This album is Rock solid and razor sharp. There is no fucking around here, this band knew exactly what they wanted to do and they exicuted perfectly. Everyle single song is a ripper and every single song has some catchy or memorable part that gets stuck in your head for days.
I turn this album on full blast and dance around my living room with my 4 year old daughter and 1 year old son. R. Slom