Duh

VINYL FORMAT. The Franks emerged on the L.A. scene in 2008 not long after frontman Jean Don't - having spent 21 years throwing fits and raising hell inside his own head - finally got sick of thinking and breathing punk and recruited a team to live it out loud: drummer Mimi Malone and bassist Roy Gunn. They were to bring it back; whatever it was that got lost when The Clash threw in the towel leaving rock empty of anything but eye-makeup and radio promoters. So, talk to the Franks about how punk rock was at least a little resurrected when Britney Spears shaved her head and how it died all over again at the sight of her extensions, tell them that living in L.A. looks shitty on a punk's résumé, and tell them that they'll be fighting a venomous enemy taking on a world of commercial artistry. Frankly my dears, they won't give a fuck. The Franks have shared the stage with contemporaries such as Wavves, The Soft Pack, and Best Coast. This is their second EP.