Dan Padilla play punk that could be soul. It could also be country. It’s versatile. It doesn’t contradict the spirit of either Naked Raygun or Otis Redding while embracing both in completely inobvious ways.  It’s gruff-voiced, cuddly underbelly, hard-earned DIY punk with secret, catchy-yet-twisted, and drought-hardened guitar lines that scrape the listener like running through a dense thicket of chaparral.

After many hurdles, this CD (which is the band's second full-length) is now on a shiny phyiscal format.

Split release with Dirt Cult and It's Alive.

This is Razorcake Records #13.