More often than you'd imagine we get unsolicited packages to the Third Man Nashville headquarters under the auspices of our record store carrying their release. I love putting ears to these records as they are usually just...unpredictable in every way. Double Fisted is one of those records.

The first three songs here are instrumental punk songs. Which, I mean, sure, it's cool, but I just don't ever really think of punk music as something that is really screaming for a spotlight on the instrumentation. They're just ok, ultimately leaving something to be desired. Probably vocals.

The fourth song, taking up the entirety of the b-side, actually has lyrics. "Lonely Highway" is a valiant effort to be a cinematic piece of music and it just almost gets there.

For self-described "old school punk rock dudes with beer bellies playing whatever they want" this is passable. Not something I'd personally search out, but this will happily file away in my box of "records people gave me" and hopefully when I pull it out in twenty years I will have found a reason to say "holy shit, I can't believe I have one of these!"

If I'm trying to read the future...the easiest way for me to say that would be if someone in the band became infamous for some crime. Like that guy Lucas Helder who attempted to plant a bunch of pipe bombs in mailboxes across the United States in the pattern of a smiley face back in 2002...he played in a band called Apathy that self-released a CD of sub-Nirvana inspired grunge. I swear to god, I think about that CD all the time.

I'm gonna go and see if I can find the Apathy music and listen to it now. It'd be a treat to find that in my "open in twenty years" box but that's not gonna happen. See you in two decades Double Fisted.