Gainsville City Limit

After 16 years together Less Than Jake is back with their 7th full length studio release. Following up the experimental In With The Out Crowd where LTJ canned most of the horns and rocked out mainstream (a minor accomplishment at best), they bring back the gritty ska punk again full force in GNV Fla.
The first song starts the album off soft, smooth and summery and if you close your eyes you'll probably envision lounging on a sunny patio with a cold beer... which is fitting considering the song is all about getting shitty in a small town. The horns are a sound for sore ears as they (finally) come in strong in the chorus.
Just when you're beginning to mellow out during the first track you explode into the second without pause, an encouraging punk rock song that only lacks a slight raw appeal of their older stuff, and the horns.
Don't dismay, they're are back with the single, Does The Lion City Still Roar. Again without hesitation, the horns blast their way through instantly to make up for the previous. Another dirty punk rawk song, this time with a mesmerizing bass line that acts like a magnet drawing your ear to the speaker.
Perfectly in tune to life in suburbia comes Summon Monsters, a song to all the parents of small town kids. Forget self-deprecation this time around, drinking, drugs, and a lack of money is all they have to complain about in this album.
If you weren't convinced already, the next few tracks serve as proof that LTJ is back and better than ever. Now with full control and their own label, Sleep It Off Records, the band gives pop-Nazi's Warner a big "fuck you" and the horn with these punk rock masterpieces.
The album isn't lacking all catch appeal though, in Golden Age of my Negative Ways they bring it back down with a song you can clap your hands to, full of fun horn lines and a beat not to be reckoned with.
Next comes Space They Can't Touch, a darker but still dancey song with a thrilling build up of horns paired with grimy guitar that all comes together in the chorus.
The rest of the album is no disappointment, with Buddy and JR making announcing their presence loud and clear on top of Chris and Roger splitting the vocals almost 50/50 for the first time, working together to create killer harmonies and perfect choruses.
The boys have shown that it's not hard to write pop songs and get played on the radio when they have to, and at the same time to evolve their own sound and return right back where they should always be: nitty, gritty ska punk at it's finest.





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