Labels: Eat A Book
Review by: Andy Malcolm
Fuckin’ A, Jerkstore clears away the cobwebs and then some. Wild, furious punk rock from Australia that sounds seriously indebted to Mike Kirsch and / or Rick Froberg. The vocals are squawked and rapid, like a fucking pissed off bird. Everything is played at a pace that I can not keep up with. 8 songs in 15 minutes, the band certainly can’t be accused of having focus. All the songs blaze by in a whirl of fast guitar and those delightfully crazed vocals. The riffs are super intense, it’s killer, the band just wants to play fast and maybe you’ll keep up, maybe not. Each track has a tight as fuck groove that keeps me moshing, and there is plenty of sneaky melody buried in here too. This is mental as anything.