Essentially the brainchild of Cleveland teenager Dylan Baldi, and arriving soon after last autumn’s ‘Turning On’ (a compilation of his early DIY singles), this ‘proper’ debut album was written in a fortnight and recorded with Baltimore producer Chester Gwazda. Consequently, it’s more refined with Baldi still steamrollering through his high velocity frat-punk.
There are hooks aplenty, but it is only when the freneticism relents on the driving Wilco-esque ‘Forget You All The Time’ does Baldi’s songwriting potential become apparent. His prodigious talent is undoubted, but a second dose of puppy punk feels suggests Baldi is in cruise control.
6/10
Words by John Freeman