Pissed Jeans - King of Jeans

Pissed Jeans are pissed off. Pissed off that they're becoming the white collar drones they swore to Tyler Durden they’d never be. Pissed off about having to wear “plastic smiles” whilst they do it. And if singer Matt Korvett’s bawling, throaty growl has been deciphered correctly by these ears, pissed off by the seemingly unrelenting hype over, er, Harry Potter? The only solution for these four, white, middle-class men from Pennsylvania seems to be to distill their unabashed appetite for 80s hardcore punk into King of Jeans, their third record for the pivotal Sub Pop label. But it’s not all Fugazi-style haughty sloganeering. Mid-set breather Request for Masseuse bristles with Black Sabbath bass rumblings whilst Korvett adopts a drawling Nick Cave soliloquy on his ever-increasing bodily aches and pains. You have to hand it to a band whose response to impending middle-age is to end an album with a song called Goodbye (Hair).