Poster Children
RTFM
[Reprise]
Rating: 6.9
Call me Ishmael. RTFM has been my great white whale of reviews for the past
two months, and right now I am going to spear it, Pequod be damned!
Yeah. It starts with a dense, pounding track, wall-of-noise slamming my
eardrums. After that, it settles in nicely to post-modern-punge (as we like
to call it). That is, a form of pop+grunge with the warp-fuzzed guitars, but
instead of the tortured vocals of a Vedder wanna-be, we get poppy vocal
hooks with entirely too much happy to be considered grunge. Thus, "punge".
No "I want my drugs" here, kids. Instead, there's grittingly cheerful
lyrics, hopalong verses and harmonious choruses, all with a heaping teaspoon
of irony. All above the march of chunk-guitars. Hey there! Keep that
pleasantness concealed in the presence of Rock! The Pungers are coming! Moby
Dick!
-James P. Wisdom