This manic, garage offering consists of fuzzy pop hooks and erratic melody lines that draw the mind to speedy '70s power punk. Frontman Callan Jon Murray sounds like he's wailing his vocals while drunk, but in the best way possible. Though a little repetitive, this steadily fast-paced, seriously fun release could only be improved upon in a live setting. You can just imagine hearing them at your local pub, where you'd actually move onto the sticky, beer-stained floor to listen. It closes with Cannon's hilariously raw version of Fleetwood Mac's Everywhere; the perfect final touch.
