The boozed-up punks of Spook Houses don't give a shit about your new baby brother, your first baseball game, your Siberian husky or your kooky drunk uncle. They are shredding over the hallmark moments of home movies with a reckless violence only a bunch of hungover dudes from New Jersey could muster. All those life lessons spewed by their elders to "hold on to those quiet moments" are met with last nights 2 a.m. burrito and a blistering cacophony of guitars being ripped to the tune of "I'm drunk and feel like shit". Fitting time to roll this one out as we embark on another prolonged American weekend of binge drinking.
Spook Houses' Trying is out now Evil Weevil Records.
