Do you know that moment when the party is winding down? That’s when everybody hopes someone remembered to invite the New Swears. Because those dudes can keep a party going all night long.
Packing some seriously sunny riffs, handclaps, shouted four-part harmonies and infectious hooks, these Canadians crank out ten new garage punk tunes on what is already their third album, “Junkfood Forever, Bedtime Whatever”. If you are hoping to gain any meaningful insights into current socio-political affairs, you’d better move on. But if jams about drinking, smoking weed, having a good time and not giving a shit better describe your weekends, then this is just the album you want to blast through the speakers with the volume turned all the way up.