Punk purists as well as middle-of-the-road Emo-mongers will probably regard this album as a betrayal of form fit only for universal loathing. They're extremist fools. These guys have taken the ball where Blink 182 has fumbled it and ran it into the endzone for a touchdown. The kind of record that can put all lovers of rock and roll on the same page. Leaving behind all expectations of genre, JEW has made an album that is just damn good by any standard. Strip these tunes down and play them with a Rickenbacker and they'd fit right in on Meet The Beatles.

Jimmy Eats World is to the present state of affairs as The Cars were to the late 70's and early 80's--a pleasing reinvention of all the elements that made us fall in love with imaginative rock music in the first place. A perfect mixture of dancey toe-tappers and contemplative adventures that bleed into avenues as diverse as Toad The Wet Sprocket to Sunny Day Real Estate. A universal touchstone that is tender enough to eat and tough enough to conquer the world.