Spanish Gamble - It's All Coming Down

Maybe it's the summer heat, or maybe it's just my bad humor, but this record offers a lot of things to joke about. So let's crank the volume all the way up and let's get right into it...

One, this is a punk band that's orginally from New Mexico, and eventually they moved to Gainesville. That's not a joke, not even by my low standards, but it should not give you No Idea about the sound. And no, there is no pun that I don't like. Two, the name of one of their guitar players is Randy. That alone is as funny as it is awesome, because every Randy is a good Randy. Another bonus point for Spanish Gamble!

Speaking of which, what does that band name mean? It gives me weird thoughts.

But all GLW/DRKisms aside... shit! How good is this? There's everything a punk record needs in 2010, and then some. Seriously. The songs are catchy as hell, there's even handclaps and bro choruses en masse, booze fuelled vocals, and... guitars. Oh, those guitars. I wouldn't be too surprised if there was a secret lab somewhere in a back alley in Gainesvile, Florida, where beer drinking punks in stained white coats create genetically manipulated punk kids, who, some day, will grow up to play THAT sound. Or like Frankie Stubbs said, "It's all about the sound of a guitar going RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAA."

To sum it all up and to make you rush out and buy this record (*), It's All Coming Down is one hell of a summer record with perfectly crafted songs, and lyrics that might be worth a new tattoo or two:

"I just can't hit erase every time I fuck up. / It's all coming down. / These walls, this room, this whole fucking house. / And I can't take one more step into I'll regret."

(*) Yes, right, I said it. If you consider yourself punk (and even if you DON'T!), buy a record. Don't download it. You can't download vinyl. You can't download a cover and hold it in your hands while you drink beer by the open window and sing along. And that's just a few reasons...

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