REVIEW: SOMETHING FIERCE/THE HANGOUTS SPLIT

SIR! I must insist that you not stand there with disdaining faces next to us in the elevator. We are both in suits dubiously labeled as 'designed' and not 'made' in Italy, and though the candy-apple punk of Something Fierce is pouring out of my earbuds so loud that it causes you to pretend not to look, I must note that this is my sonic equivalent of your non-fat vanilla grande latte. Its gets me going in the morning and kicks the sleep right out of the corner of my eyes. You see this - the sprite in my step and the pepsi in my perk? I am attempting to meet up with Peter Pan as often as possible, oh Mr. Graying Capitan Hook of the Marriott express elevator, and to do this I need to dyke out the bleakness of what otherwise would be another day far from friends and family and close only to the hearth of Willie Lowman. THESE TWO SONGS are primary in the elixir for numbing the shouting priority of tasks that require my shoes be shined this morning as there is no time to buy their much needed replacements. I cannot go jogging. I will not use the health and fitness center. But if I did, you would hear this outpouring again. It has been a long time since I spent any time with Teenage Ruins, but you are On Your Own, just as I am, and there is no damn good reason why we shouldn't be sharing these headphones and vigor together. We both need it my friend, we both need. DING! DOOR OPEN! Go kick the shit out of that meeting, friend. Be fierce.

Stream: Something Fierce - Various Tracks