Here is our alphabetical list of a baker's dozen worth of LBC's best songs. Thanks for all the amazing shows over the years, Joe.
Much of the band's best work from their indie debut, Growing Out Of It, eventually got re-recorded and became part of their major label efforts, but this fan-favorite never did. The ragged freewheeling riffs and solid hook made this a concert staple.
The rusted riffs shooting through the start of the song quickly ratchet into sunny, summer-ready chugging guitar and a fun-loving slacker hook as poppy and catchy as it is silly, "I don't want to say I'm sorry / I just want to drink beer and play Atari". Right on, Stubhy.
The cool flicker of guitars bide their time at the start, waiting to erupt in the punchy, addictive hook. Their knack for solid relationship tunes comes through loud and clear here. The swaggering, energetic song is as infectious as anything the band has written.
They might have re-recorded this with better production quality for their fantastic major-label debut, but we far prefer the rawness of the version recorded for Soapbox Spectacle. The blend of shooting horns and dub riffs sound fantastic as Stubhy sings of returning home.
A song so nice, they recorded it thrice. With guitars ablaze like combatants in a knife fight, the aggressive thrust of the band and one of the best hooks the band has written makes for pop-punk magic. Stubhy's vocals push through the guitars with a full head of steam, with the downhill thrust of the band works well to tell the tale of overbearing pressure on youth. There is no 'wrong' version of this one, but we lean towards the more polished take for this one.
The second definite standout from their sophomore Electra album rides a sprinting beat and delivers perhaps the most beer-commercial-ready, raise-your-drinks hook the band has to offer. How this was never picked to back a Miller Lite commerical is beyond us. The guitars nimbly flickering around each other, when not in full on pop-punk chug, are fantastic here to boot.
Showcasing the band's flair for reggae dipped pop and their ability to weave a strong narrative through their songwriting, helping a friend deal with an unhealthy relationship, the colorful blend of stabbing dub riffs and delicious lead guitar slathering through is sonically reminiscent of Elvis Costello's "Watching The Detectives" in the verses. It is the ying-yang approach of mellow, longing verses and the fiery, biter hook that makes this one stick. The more raw samba and horn breakdown and more emotional vocals on The Soapbox Spectacle make it our verision of choice.
The blend of tumbling drums and a thicker swath of guitar and the snarling vocals add up to one of the band's hardest rocking songs, struggling with growing up. Originally recorded solidly for Growing Out Of It, where the album draws its name, the muscled-up take here is a vast improvement.
The cool acoustic intro bleeds into a full-on rock assault. The steady churn of the riffs and empowering call to make the most of your opportunities is one of the best moments on an album full of great ones.
One of the best tracks the band has offered since being unjustly booted from Electra, the shaggy acoustic, rumbling bass groove, and tumbling drums in the crystalline verses erupt into a runaway melody in the hook, showing off their strengths as a rock band. The full band on backing vocals near the end, begging crowd participation live, sound great.
The shimmering riffs and jogging beat over Stubhy's melodic, reminiscing vocals come together for something really great on their excellent comeback EP. There is a looser, more unpolished version on their collection of b-sides and demos, Closing Aruments, that offers a cool early look at the track, but we prefer the more guitar-centric thrust offered here.
A concert staple with good reason, this hard-charging punk-rap tune finds Adam Krier sharing vocal duties with Stubhy amidst a rubbery bass groove and thrashing guitars. The party-loving vibe of the song and their willingness to play it as hard as possible live, leading to a fun call-and-response section with concertgoers, make this a must-hear live. To their credit, the band do a great job capturing the frenetic energy of the live winner in the studio for the album.
The fiery solo from Joe Sell feels like the cherry on top of this dub kissed gem. The traffic stop rocker shows off the band's ability to blend humor into their lyrics with a handsy cop, called out by name, while also offering a protest against 'probable cause' law in an anthemic hook.
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