This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
“My gas pedal is on the floor,” sings Tony Palermo at the start of his Bay Area punk foursome Ten Foot Pole’s fourth CD, and boy, he means it.
These speed demons gun it comin’ off the line and barely let up the pace through a half-hour of finely tuned, rubber-burning pop-punk. Meanwhile, the glistening harmonies, frankly confessional lyrics and subtle gear-change arrangements are the racing stripes that set TFP apart from the rest of the muscle-car pack. You? You’ll just be bobbing your head like one of those little dogs in the back window.
