I landed in Berlin half-dead from exhaustion. Hours of travel awaiting tour only to be shocked awake by a furious set of white-hot Punk Rock by brought on by 4 short-shorts wearing, very drunk, manic Germans. Seeing Lafff Box for the first time was the perfect way to set up the last tour I was on. A manic combination of Jay Reatard energy, Thin Lizzy guitar prowess and Marked Men speed but with a tough sheen of pure Punk 'n' Roll that separates the Box from the others. Where Pub Rock was amped up R&B, Lafff Box is taking the formula a bit further and have themselves smashing thru the walls of your local dive. The Box won't be stopped and they'll have you giggling yourself to the padded cell after your next weeklong bender. Til then, here's the soundtrack.