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Chixdiggit were around for while before the deaths of everyone with the surname Ramone, but one has to wonder: could they have turned in their graves before their deaths?  In the melee of emo infused hardcore and mainstream-aimed punk bands it seems that the old scene pariah is making a play for a resurgence, and horrible pop punk is again being pushed to the front.  I’m talking about bands where every line has single syllable rhymes, like day and say and may and play, and the rest is assembled around the rhymes in some attempt at humor. 
 
 I hated this crap then and I fucking hate it now even more because it all has the tag “remember when punk rock was fun!!!” attached to it like we are obliged to like bands that make bubble gum crap because they have been doing it since it was annoying before.  I’m not saying that all pop punk is bad, but this most definitely is.  All of the guitar riffs are three chords and the drums are that vaguely familiar four four bass bass snare combo and to top it off the lyrics just suck.  It’s tired.  Here’s my example from this cd, the fourth track titled “You’re pretty good,” which I think explains:
“You’re pretty good,
You’re pretty good,
You’re pretty good,
We’re awesome
We’re better than ok,
its nice of you to say, yeah”
 
There is no reason to listen to this.  If you like pop punk pick up a No Use or Millencolin album and save us from any more albums from this band.  Thanks for nothing Fat.