Ragged, rabble-rousing, most likely pissed-up punk here from a Setagaya band whose rowdy sensibilities belie some razor-sharp chops. The bright, slashing guitars and parched vocals make you think of Stiff Little Fingers and The Clash right off the bat, but I’m also minded of the throatier, more frenetic end of the Snuffy Smile roster – bands like Smalltown and I Excuse, for instance. As well as just making some great, pint-in-the-air punk rock there’s an air of desperation that gives things a tense, crackling edge: almost as though the band are dead-set on making this short silly thing called life mean something, and in so doing breathe life and power into the title of this sweet little punk rock seven.
