I (briefly) revisited high school to review New Found Glory’s Makes Me Sick.
It’s good, not great, and does exactly what it’s supposed to: give you a half hour of candy-coated pop-punk. Call it a win.
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I (briefly) revisited high school to review New Found Glory’s Makes Me Sick.
It’s good, not great, and does exactly what it’s supposed to: give you a half hour of candy-coated pop-punk. Call it a win.