In the shouty, agressive, and unabashedly loud track, the four piece channels The Story is in the Soil... era Bright Eyes while also giving some musical love to the over the top textured compositions of Springsteen's catalog with the E Street Band. The album, The Airing of Grievances which as you might have guessed gets its name from the penultimate celebration of Seinfeld's Festivus is bitch and moan fest after another that works infinitely better than similar material which often times comes off as spoiled and petulant (see Romance, My Chemical and Confessional, Dashboard). Lyrically, the listener gets a good old fashioned melodramatic freak out care of vocalist Patrick Stickles who pouts
Emo-ish? Yes. But trust me, just listen and you'll appreciate the pissed off stomp and jubilant nihilism that as a whole is quite reminiscent of Cursive's early 2000s masterpiece The Ugly Organ .
"Throw my guitar down on the floor
No one cares what I've got to say anymore
I didn't come here to be damned with faint praise
I'll write my masterpiece some other day
(Fuck everything, fuck me)"