This thin rock record plays swiftly and hits right above the belt, as it wails frantically in youthful charisma. Bringing to mind the crisp sounds of early Helmet and even a slight of hint of Toadies, Fiddlehead don’t overstay their welcome and rock out in punctual hipster fashion and set the stage for crowd-surfers and push-moshers galore.
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