It’s Unearthed Review time! Johnboy didn’t even have to twist my arm today. It seems he has trained me well. I don’t like that.
I do like The Fighting League though.
Here’s what they have to say about themselves:
tropical is dead as the climate is cooling and the winter we want is here general pants started reading my mind and has stolen all my ideas in an effort to defend our brains we decided to put a jumper on and just be canberra cold climate punks
They’re sloppy, much cheerier than they present themselves, and they sound like surfer rock got too drunk one night and went home with some punk music. Surfer rock never came back to meet his son. The jerk.
I am currently listening to their songs a second time. This hasn’t happened since Pocket Fox. (FULL DISCLOSURE: I LOVE POCKET FOX!)
Through a combination of rad music, a cool photo and an ascii middle finger, The Fighting League has totally lifted my spirits after the disappointment that was Brodburger today. Listen to them in the order they’ve put them up, Bat on a Ball is by far their best. Also it seems they designed these songs to sound just fine on my awful speakers, which is appreciated.