LIVING THE DREAM
No matter how hard, nor pettily you search, it’s nigh-on impossible to find a reason not to love Jeff Rosenstock. Between his infectious joviality, fantastical creative spark, and the fact that regardless of how far he surges in popularity, he still gives away all his records for free – not to mention how goddamn brilliant all those records are – the 37-year-old Long Islander is a DIY punk icon we can all aspire to be more like; the patron saint of mid-fi Telecaster shreddage and engagingly semi-coherent ramble-screaming.
On his fourth solo effort, , Rosenstock digs his heels deeper into the equally slick and searing political turbulence he first explored in depth on 2016’s In some ways, it feels like the closing chapter of a trilogy – in others,
