Reviewed by Tony Cummings

Although calling themselves a punk rock band this Philadelphia unit, on this release at least, sound more like a bad bar band trying to do a retro thing. Shambolic arrangements, awful bawled vocals and a lack of focus make this one of the weakest releases that the normally reliable Facedown Records ever put out. It's taken Cross Rhythms nearly two years to note this release's existence. Hope nobody's been holding their breath.

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