Backroad Burners Trash Night EP
Aww yeah, this is the kind of shit you blast while running moonshine during the wee hours of the morning in an El Camino through the mountains of Pennsyltucky. This is the pop punk equivalent of Barq’s Root Beer, because it’s both sugary-sweet but also has bite! The lyrics are relatable for all of us aging punkers who wrestle with our basic chores (“Trash Night”) and our unwillingness to move on from our favorite hobbies of our youth (“Banned From the Board”), and it makes me feel less bad about getting old. Imagine that! This might not strike a chord with everyone, but it really put a little pep in my step, and I’d recommend it to any of us who are coming face-to-face with middle-age.