This is the swampiest stuff you’ll hear, steeped in conventions of pub-rock and classic rock power. But Pissed Jeans force everything they create in a wholly distinctive direction.  Full text...

Hope for Men proves that the band is at its best when defying hardcore sensibilities and adding to the lexicon, not just stealing from it.  Full text...

The album Hope For Men holds out just what the title promises: a fighting chance for real, bare knuckled, angry male sourced punk rock, sung with an ubiquitously wry sneer. The native strain of that long neglected (and often parodied) genre couldn’t come a moment sooner; in a day and age when males of the species watch episodes of “The View”, talk about Rosie’s supposedly frightening politics, and have their own facial creams, there is an almost palpable screech in the ether for a return of something truly XY.  Full text...

This music is incredibly violent, yet unimpeachably cheery, like one of those shows where strangers are slamming into you but you don't mind because you'll hit them back twice as hard next time.   Full text...

Fans of McLusky's scornful humor and eardrum-rupturing volumes will find kindred spirits in Pissed Jeans -- it's funny, but won't leave you laughing. In Pissed Jeans' doses, humor's a poison, not a medicine.  Full text...

It is dude rock.   Full text...

At its finest, Hope for Men sounds like the Cherubs chiseled into the Melvins’ likenesses, parsing punk rhetoric with aggravating psychedelia and obstinacy.   Full text...