Bench Press are just about ready to fly off the handle what with everything going on in the world not to mention those bills, the Boss and the niggling inclination that if they’d just stayed at home they wouldn’t be stuck behind this damned slow-walker! Vocals lurch from statements of matter of fact to inflamed vitreol and impassioned cries in competition with barrages of abrasive guitar and driving rhythms that toy with dissonance while determinedly keeping one foot in the world of danceable beats and succinct pop structures.