Spymachine Sixteen – The Soap from the Soapbox Makes My Dirty Feet Slide

I was worried that they had expended all their creative energy on the intricate packaging (the liner notes are an origami dog for goodness sakes!), but the music hit the ground running and never let up its manic, power-punk-pop-cheerleader energy. Chalk up another good argument for indispensable EPs (FOUR perfect songs: no filler, all killer) and add another egg to the burgeoning basket of hotness that is Guelph’s music scene. What are they putting in the water there? (Terence Dick)

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