From Phycus Malloy: “I have high hair, high hopes and a desire to meet and have coffee with Gary Busey, Bill Murray, and the remaining members of The New Revolution. If you see me in person, I’m scary. You see me in pictures, I’m fat. You see me on stage, I’m naked. If you think I am the offspring of Drew Carey and Jack Black, you may be right, my dad and I look nothing alike.”



The Rebel Set – Poison Arrow (Silver Hornet)
“By mixing a heavy helping of dark, reverb-drenched surf with 1960’s garage punk, The Rebel Set certainly have found a unique, driven sound. Over all, the album’s tracks have a sort of darkness or heaviness flowing through them that Is hard to explain. I can only compare it to the feeling of listening to “California Dreaming” or The Sadies “Darker Circles” album, or to witnessing the first foggy, gloomy day of Fall. Yeah! Gloom! That’s the word I’m looking for! However, driven lyrics and drum beats keep the album upbeat and exciting.”
– KUCI Irvine, CA

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Reviews of Breakup Society’s album James at 35. In Harp, Fred Mills hailed “James at 35” as having arrived “at a thematically serendipitous spot halfway between Elvis Costello’s ‘This Year’s Model’ and the dB’s ‘Stands For Decibels’,” calling the album “a modern-day breakup/kiss-off classic in every sense of the term.” Pop Matters wrote that “Masley knows what an audience weaned on Big Star, the Raspberries, Cheap Trick, and early Replacements is expecting and he delivers the goods. Every damn song is a three-minute gem, all hooky guitars, ooh aahs, and handclaps.” Tom Semioli at Amplifier wrote that “Pittsburgh power pop pundits The Breakup Society clearly understand that rock n’ roll works best when you wear a broken heart on your sleeve.” Ira Robbins called the first song, “Robin Zander,” “an iconic blast of cultural genius” and “a roaring catchy rush” while hailing the album’s “superlative power-pop instincts.” All Music Guide called it “a must for anyone who loves tough but hook-laden pop-rock with guts, smarts and plenty of humor.” And some Oklahoma punk zine cited “Robin Zander” as the hookiest thing to come along since “Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes.”

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