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Weekend Dads get their jam on in the land that lies somewhere
between the classic four-chord down-stroking pop punk of yesteryear and the
shout-it-out-loud super-charged anthems of today's modern pop punkers.
They've taken two subgenres that have been done to death and put them
together in a style that bridges the gap between the sugary sweet and
hopelessly bleak. Their debut release is by no means a reinvention of the
wheel, but more like a ride through a neighborhood you've been to a thousand
times before, only this time you're taking the side streets and alleyways
you always overlooked. The best shit is always in places you least expect to
find it... places like Moncton, New Brunswick! |
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