This is the Arizona band's fourth full-length release, and it does not disappoint. The folk-punk duo have fleshed out their sound from their original acoustic guitar and stand up bass setup, giving an almost orchestrated feel to some of the songs on this album. However, the cynical, hateful, self-deprecating lyrics of their previous efforts remain intact here. Clever lyricism and the broken, whiny voice of the lead singer is what makes Andrew Jackson Jihad stand out. While humorous at times, moments on some of these songs can turn very dark and serious, bipolar perhaps. Whether upbeat or heart-wrenching, Knife Man cuts deep.
You can buy a Salad Glove, you can buy an iPod
and you can sell that shit to Bookmans when your wife dies and you lose your job.
You can hope it gets better, you can follow your dreams
but hope is for presidents and dreams are for people who are sleeping.
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