Direct Hit: Crown Of Nothing (Vinyl LP)
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Direct Hit's third album, Crown Of Nothing, is the Milwaukee, WI quartet's most challenging, elaborate and downright catchy work to date - and it's built around the idea that heaven and hell might very well be the same place. It continues Direct Hit's unique strain of fuck you, get pumped party punk they've been honing throughout their decade-long career. Opener Different Universe has a killer new-wave vibe; Pain/Boredom is a guaranteed circle pit starter that evokes labelmates Pears; Bad Answer is loaded with fuzz bass, a disco beat and a sax solo that would make the Big Man smile from beyond the grave; Disassemble is so catchy, it could be something John Feldmann would write for Goldfinger and then sell to Blink-182. Direct Hit pinballs from style to style over Crown Of Nothing's 44-minute runtime, but it never feels schizophrenic - more accurately, it feels like the best mix tape ever. There's a reason why no two Direct Hit songs ever sound quite the same, too. The band returned to producer Mike Kennerty (Masked Intruder, Screeching Weasel), who's captured just about every note Direct Hit has played in the past five years.
Direct Hit's third album, Crown Of Nothing, is the Milwaukee, WI quartet's most challenging, elaborate and downright catchy work to date - and it's built around the idea that heaven and hell might very well be the same place. It continues Direct Hit's unique strain of fuck you, get pumped party punk they've been honing throughout their decade-long career. Opener Different Universe has a killer new-wave vibe; Pain/Boredom is a guaranteed circle pit starter that evokes labelmates Pears; Bad Answer is loaded with fuzz bass, a disco beat and a sax solo that would make the Big Man smile from beyond the grave; Disassemble is so catchy, it could be something John Feldmann would write for Goldfinger and then sell to Blink-182. Direct Hit pinballs from style to style over Crown Of Nothing's 44-minute runtime, but it never feels schizophrenic - more accurately, it feels like the best mix tape ever. There's a reason why no two Direct Hit songs ever sound quite the same, too. The band returned to producer Mike Kennerty (Masked Intruder, Screeching Weasel), who's captured just about every note Direct Hit has played in the past five years.