I haven't seen them yet (and until microscopic killers unleash their hold on humanity, I surely won't), but Oakland's M80 dropped this rager last year and I've found myself popping it in frequently. Plenty on Thunders style NY (or...Cleveland?) punk in these riffs, and the bratty femme vocals could easily lull you into thinking you were invited to the party....but there are bats and knives here, punk, and "Petty (I Don't Like You)" is a good natured reminder that you might get your fukkn ass kicked if you step out of line. If a blast, and you are invited to shake your ass, but in five short bursts M80 make their presence known and felt. For all of the shit you'll find in these pages...this one is fucking punk.
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