Gotta be quick with this one, there's barely room to exhale between songs -- "Don't Label Us" a mean, anthemic type that leads the charge and dare I'd suggest this might be a great between-periods home team motivator… nah, probably not, but it'll surely ignite a fire in someone somewhere. Now here's sort of a lucid moment only the third song in and all of a sudden the guitars vanish into the background in favor of some unexpectedly well sung verses for "New Season" and a rather catchy one at that. Back to black again, and blue for that matter, "Opinionated Motherfucker," but wait, there go those near harmonic verses again -- actually more for the chorus which gives it a corny twist, but gets the point across about as well as a stick to the ribs.

The Long Island, New York natives have plenty to be pissed about -- I mean, they had to have grown up Islanders fans, so what better reason to have a world-sized chip on yer shoulder? They're all about blades, boozing, bruising and brawlin… hey wait, that sounds almost familiar. I know these guys did something a while back on another label and definitely much shorter than this one -- the damned thing's got seventeen cuts on it -- So pop the top, pass the puck, breakaway and rejoice in an icy cold soundtrack for the coolest game on earth!