What can I say about AJJ that can paint a picture better than their own lyrics? Of course, if you only read the words, you might be shocked by the discord of them pressed upon their completely accurate "folk punk" self description. As such, a choice selection of verses from a handful of tunes off their latest, Disposable Everything:

I'm not being hyperbolic, this place is a death machine 
Both literally and symbolic in the belly of the death machine 
Doesn't matter who is steering, it's just gonna keep on killing 
Til we find a way to finally break the routine 
You might as well face the music, you're living in a death machine
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You fucked the sun out of the sky and now there's none of it left 
You fucked the ground we grow our food in and now all that grows is you 
You made shit stupider than it's ever been in the past 
You killed the baby panda dead and now it's not coming back
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So thank you Tommy and Shannon for the candles of love 
And also thank you capitalism never stop making stuff
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I'm so filled with hate, I can barely contain 
All my joy when a dickhead is thwarted
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Disposable family 
Disposable dignity  
Disposable holocene, disposable packaging, disposable TV screen 
Disposable everything

You know, some real optimistic stuff. When we last heard from them in 2020, Good Luck Everybody proved to be both apt and prescient, the Phoenix cohort well aware of what was unfolding. Now on Disposable Everything, AJJ continue their delicate dance of simultaneously balancing sardonic (dis)belief with a somehow nihilistic sympathy in yearning for what the Earth's inhabitants' shared existence could be, all with their ever melodic ear. Bottom line, just remember: Some of us are passengers, some of us are driving. But we're all living in a death machine. 

Have a great day!