Some say New York rock is dead. When people go out, they want to hear DJ's. Obviously, these naysayers havent experienced LoversLane, screaming out of downtown NYC with a ferocity unseen since the glory days of punk. Like a long-needed kick in the ass, their searing guitar-driven sound will wake up anyone who's been sleeping on New York rock. Stu Bragg sings like the love child of Roger Waters and Ric Okasek - on PCP. And Brother Reg works his axe like he's on a mission from god, spreading a gospel of fat licks and delicious tube distortion. Check out the songs "Falling Over" and "Holiday" - Lovers Lane are what everybody has been so desperately awaiting: pure, unrelenting 21st Century Rock.