‘Oh god, what’s going on?  I’m digging the bass line of “Annie Waits” from two double oh one, I guess its murder time’ (Look Out World [I’m Eatin’ Arby’s])

Punk should be fast and fun.  So, remains the defining mantra of Citric Dummies as they return with a 7-inch follow-up to last year’s Zen And The Arcade Of Beating Your Ass full-length.  Rapid-fire melodic punk, with a dash of hardcore bristle, and a slug of rock’n’roll swagger is the straight ahead, but thoroughly well executed, order of the day.

Similarly, the Minneapolis band’s lyrical focus is a delicious fusion of the satirical and the ridiculous.  The exact balance of which probably depends on the ears of the listener.  These four tracks span tales of being locked in parking garages (unsurprisingly, perhaps, given the EP’s title and boasting the immortal line ‘I’m not a car – I’m a man’) and driving cars that should be on the scrapheap, to odes to the dubious pleasures of eating fast food while listening to Ben Folds Five – my favourite track, Look Out World (I’m Eatin’ Arby’s) – and to the conviction that punk should always be played fast.