This is the debut album for the Montreal’s The Speakeasy, and what a debut, I was going to kick off this rambling of words by saying Why?, why do bands the other side of the pond produce such great music, and that sometimes I wish it was only a pond separating us, that seeing such bands live could be so much easier, why do we not have bands that sound like this and make music that sounds so right, but then actually we do, and this will become clearer later on I hope. Skate Punk is their calling card, but I’d go so far as to to say Folk Punk has a place in their description and with not a Mandolin or Banjo in sight, yet lyrically and emotionally this band make all the right noises. So here goes for my explanation of that ridiculously mad sounding first paragraph, and how the need to ex...