Man, this rips. That chorus riff reminds me of the chorus to Hot Snakes’ “XOX,” but both are rippers. Rockabilly is where punk goes to retire. You know — vintage Vegas, Elvis, bowling, hot rods, martini glasses, having a 1-year-old who you dress in Ramones onesies, impending death, 401k tattoo, etc. You get the picture. This entry is dedicated to Logan. Thanks for the text message yesterday pimp.