BEACH SLANG

The Deadbeat Bang Of Heartbreak City

DEW PROCESS / UNIVERSAL

If Jimmy Eat World came down with a throat infection, doused their gear in whiskey and set fire to it, you’d have a wonderfully gnarly explosion of grit, wit, and tunes custom-built for a rollicking good time – not unlike this fierce new offering from Philly punks Beach Slang. The guitars croon relentlessly, and the vocals are bright and committed to creating a certain kind of atmosphere: one that will instil in you an urge to nod your head, shuffle your feet and raise your hands high. Of course, if you want to maintain something resembling composure when expressing your love for this album, you might prefer to stroke your proverbial beard and say, “Mm, yes, quite good!”