Vancouver’s Juvenile Hall bears no bones about celebrating female punk rock by generating in your face lyrics, while loosely sticking to the concept of musical timing. Armed with guitars, drums and a somewhat surprisingly polished d.i.y. studio setup, the threesome exploit three-chord motifs with their raw harmonies. The album is simple in its delivery, which aids in its appeal—and you very well might find yourself humming a tune from the seven-inch all weekend long.

A note of caution: when you decide to sing “Eat Shit and Die,” ensure your partner or roommate receives a disclaimer. Truth be told, you might find the song perfect for navigating through your angst while biking in the traffic packed city streets. Another highlight is “High on Drugs,” which likens an intimate experience to an LSD trip, furthering their theme of fury and fun. “Loser” warns of the impact your social life could have as a result of “deadly rumours.” The sound is punchy, but not overly aggressive. Juvenile Hall have the potential to abuse their instruments, but instead they settle for more of a refined feel on the debut, though I am sure their live act would not subscribe to that notion.

Sadie O., Krissy D. and Sid Stid Suicide make up the trio, and this seven-inch is a reflection of days spent in the garage jamming. Delete the lighter app on your iPhone, as there is no room for ballads or candy laced lyrics here.