The Suns of Guns = Guns N’ Roses + MxPx + cassettes left in the sun
There was a summer in middle school when I listened to a college music radio station religiously because of the punk-rock block they’d play every Saturday afternoon. I was so enthralled with this departure of sound and youthful angst that I’d tape every airing with cassette tapes and replay them ad nauseam. The Sons of Guns remind me of some of the tracks on those tapes. While I still return to some of those bands that first inducted me into punk rock, Rancid and NOFX, for instance, the others, even though I appreciate their initial boost, lost their relevance, paling in comparison once the summer had ended. The Sons of Guns would have been one of those lost in the searing heat. They may be good for immediate moments (bar shows and house parties), but their sound doesn’t carry beyond the door.