Release Date: Feb 3, 2017
Record label: Epitaph
Genre(s): Punk, Pop/Rock
The Menzingers are classic rock bards with expired Warped Tour laminates, as rooted in Social Distortion and ska as they are Springsteen and Kerouac. This is their thing, and five albums in, they have it so down that it threatens to leave nothing to the imagination. Their fiercely beloved and unabashedly nostalgic dirtbag opus On the Impossible Past challenged Celebration Rock for 2012's most accurately titled album.
At what point does dependability become a setback in a band's career? For a good decade, Scranton, Pennsylvania foursome The Menzingers have been serving as a symbol of sanguine modern pop-punk that transcends any generational ticking clock. Their likable anthems are a winning recipe for longstanding labels like Epitaph, who've continued to champion different variations of the rock persuasion with a clearly defined, not to mention communal, sound. Now, that's not to say that The Menzingers stand at a point in their career where they're too fretful about covering up their receding hairlines.
It's been a damn good ride aging with The Menzingers from my 20's into my 30's. This album, seasoned, weathered and so full of experience, couldn't have come at a better time because it addresses exactly that transition. Over the course of the years, they've gone from the feisty, aggressive days of records like Chamberlain Waits and Hold On Dodge to more tempered, mature and melodic dad-rock/dad-punk because as life wears on you, you need to take it down several notches.