Reviews
Maximum Rock'n Roll #306 reviewed by Andy Darling
Great bursting melodic punk that immediately brings to mind WESTON and the GET UP KIDS. Upbeat, poppy anthems that are very well written any played. Apparently THE SIDEKICKS are from Cleveland, so if you live in Ohio, support them and don't let them go the way of THE GC5. These kids have this shit down pat. There's so much bad shit like this out there that the good shit gets swallowed up by the bad. Know what I'm saying? They also sound a lot like THE ARRIVALS...might even be better (sorry guys). Very good.
Punknews.org reviewed by Brian
The Sidekicks follow up their full-length of last year, So Long, Soggy Dog, with this four-song 7" for pop-punk aficionados Whoa Oh Records. Sam is another dedication to a beloved pet dog of the same name that passed on at one point or another. Though one of the only hints you had from the previous release was the title, a closeup of the seemingly lovable mutt's face with a drawn-on halo on the back cover here gives a face to the name.
Sam leans a little bit more towards the reserved quasi-folk-punk side that bubbled up on Soggy Dog, with considerably smooth melodic edges that emphasize vocalist/guitarist Steve Smith's conversational narratives."You, you help me to defy most of my flawed logic," he says in opener "Hop on a Sea Cow & Manatee Up." "In the end, I hope your diligence makes a difference 'cause now all my lights burned out." Yet the band maintains a certain grit through the course of the 7", balancing themselves between, say, American Steel and the Riot Before. "Bryant Gregst (Gets Nervous)" provides a sweet picture of this, letting loose a rambunctious howl between prettier moments of restraint.
Sam is a more-than-solid and sincere listen, making for a nice late-year entry that tempts you to carve out a spot for them in your Fest schedule.
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