I was in a big pop-punk phase around 2007 or so and remember cranking this shit out after being recommended it by some Absolutepunk forum-creep who lived in his mom's basement - I wasn't initially surprised back then. Too happy? No. Too hooky? No, not really. If anything, while fun as hell, The Bouncing Soul's best album, How I Spent My Summer Vacation, did not sound like a blatant kiss by some feminine-voice man-groupie at Warped Tour jamming to The Summer Set or Spark The Rescue at all. rRather, the delectable, nostalgic punk rock that has you coming back summer after summer, as I found out while dusting off my copy's old cover in recent months - in alignment with its title being of no mystery - is very respectable and non-flamboyant in the least: proportioned, yet daringly, err, simple in its delivery by the band. Thankfully bassist Bryan Keinlen and drummer Michael McDermott get equal space in the recording as that of the guitars present, and while I feel I could easily pen these lyrics, the relational-ness of the song topics nail yours, my, and her summer[s] perfectly. Be you twelve or thirty-two, there is bound to be more than one chord that will resonate with you on How I Spent My Summer Vacation, surely. But I'm guessing most of you will like the whole of How I Spent My Summer Vacation, to be honest. Get this shit.
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