Review Summary: You're pretty rad too, dude.
“Hey, wait a minute--you’re NOT Jeff Rosenstock？”
Look man, I know this kind of music comes with some major caveats. I mean, the production sounds like a cheap tin can and the vocalist is objectively not an amazing singer. But, and this a major but, nowhere else can you find a more concentrated amount of charm and carefree energy. Dollar Signs come through with an album filled to the brim with some of the most witty, honest, and straight up humorous lyrics I’ve ever heard. You know you’re in for a fun ride when catchy choruses and verses are dominated by lines like
“And if Kanye West feels alone sometimes, what hope do I have？”. They scratch that itch for a catchy, self-deprecating punk record a la Jeff Rosenstock perfectly. As long as they get ahold of the means for better production and tighten up the songwriting just a bit more, an amazing future for Dollar Signs is guaranteed in the genre.
