Just when you thought punk might be floundering, just when you thought the scene might be growing stale, Problem Daughter is here to renew your faith and become your new favorite band. On "Fits Of Disorganized Boredom", the Salt Lake City punks deftly meld the melodic punk earnestness of the Flatliners, with the grand arrangements of Morning Glory. Pop hooks and twisted song structures coalesce into something immediately disarming and stickier than super glue. The harmonies ascend. The riffs crunch, noodle, and chug, while the lyrics cut cut fresh and deep-- all to prove that there are still new songs to sing and new talent to sing them.
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Growing up Trash makes you feel proud to be cali to Ohio white trash. everything hits hard deep and crunchy. makes you feel like everything wrong you did can be justified by being a peice of trash that didn't know better. but life lessons and mistakes crafted you to be a "ok peice of shit" that some how makes you a better person, lover, employer, punk, helper. than anyone else. also a nice a nice album to crush beers, node too, feel pity, and be alone too <3 william Keele
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RVIVR is like antidepressants for me. i just cant fucking feel anything but stoked when I listen to any of their songs. so triumphant. Guitar hooks for days, catchy choruses, amazing harmonies, everything that makes a perfect pop punk record. Mickie Rat