Loud guitar, demented drums, urgent brain-smash riffs, dumb funny slogans about girls and youth chanted over and over again – rock & roll, what a concept. These two Vancouver punk dudes play hooks you might have already heard a million times, except they make them weep and moan and burn like never before. The moral of the story: "Don't we have anything to live for? Of course we do!" And whenever this album comes on, it's a reminder that it's never too late to play air guitar like your summer has just begun.