First things first: this album's got hands down the best three-song opening salvo I've heard in //years//, one of the best ever, beating out holy-shit-this-album initial suckerpunches like They Threw Us All in a Trench and Put a Monument on Top and Sticking Fingers into Sockets. It's an absolutely joyous, instantly-memorable, irresistibly infectiously foottapping headbobbing holyfucking experience that anyone who likes rock and roll needs to go get a hit of rightnow. The drums burst to life, the guitars scream with electricity, it's canned joy, Thin Lizzy and Mott the Hoople in blinding starburst style.
After that it becomes just-great, from the Dananananakroyd shoutalong of Bicycle Girl, to the coasting glitter of It's Hard Getting Old, to the bare Boys Part 2 - it's insightful, gritty, shimmering, alive, a graceful comedown from that initial rush, a full life through nostalgic sheen, watching your best days drift away with fondness and acceptance of the present. Fans of Weezer, Surfer Blood and Lizzy and Mott alike will find tons to like here, this is simply great, fun rock and easily my favorite album of the year so far 5/5
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