This is quite possibly an irrelevant review as every emo kid and every hardcore kid worth their salt will have picked this up already. I mean, this record has Mike Kirsch on it. Mike Fuckin’ Kirsch (and yes, that is his real middle name). Please Inform the Captain that their name is too long also has a gaggle of guys from Former Members of Alfonsin (shit, the main guy needs to do a Moss Icon style band so bad) and Life’s Halt, so you know this is no bunch of fashioncore kids playing metalcore and getting their knickers in a twist about their long lost love from 2 streets over. This is music played with all the aspects that make hardcore any good. Passion, sincerity, urgency, pace. Giving a shit. Making you dance. Rock solid. And the sound is a fair distance from Mr. M F Kirsch’s most recent bands. This band does not feature a seething mass of distorted, chaotic guitars and throaty roars, this is 6 songs of deliriously catchy stuff. A melodic assault of hardcore. Music to point fingers or hug your friends to in the mosh pit to. I foresee no way that I could stand still whilst this band did a live show. Not that I will ever get such a treat. Pfft.
Being a measly six songs in length (and spinning at a blistering 45RPM), it is over all too quickly, but it could be 5 songs of a dude farting plus “Postcards From the Future” and I would still be drooling. It’s one of the best hardcore anthems I have ever heard. Mike Kirsch joins the fray on main vocals for this one, his distinctive tones seem to be mostly hidden away or missing on the other tracks. Rousing is too tame a word. The future is unwritten, underground army, enlist today, history will serve as witness. Dynamite.