I've been on this angsty teenage punk kick, lately. These guys fit that bill perfectly. The band itself has a collection of silly names, with this one being the most timid, although the factual history behind their name isn't so timid. Sprawling 16 tracks and 41 minutes, 100 Flowers has a unique sound that boarders on the familiar, but is definitely their own. Apparently they were a huge influence on the SoCal scene with their jangly guitar, anxious vocals that yell mostly about sex, west coast shit, and sometimes war. What's not to love?
When life gets too heavy and you're taking things that you can't change way too seriously, take this for a spin and dance around your living room. You'll feel better afterwards, trust me.
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