The difference between The Yolks’ pair of singles from 2008 and their long-player from a year later is pretty distinct, with quality of recording and songcraft varying wildly. The Yolks, a local trio drawing from the tepid pool of punk and garage, haven’t hit upon any significant music revelations. But with so little to screw up during the ensemble’s three-chord rants, there’s not much to take issue with. Folks seem smitten with “Mob City Hustle,” a cut from one of those releases. But the surf-inspired instrumentals’ significant lack of low-end makes listening less than a fulfilling experience. Melodically solid and sporting some frat-band-styled drumming, the cut should be a testament to The Sonics and their Northwest brethren. Instead, the song works toward making The Yolks’ later work seem better developed. By the time the trio readied a long-player’s worth of material, it seems the group ditched a bit of its garagey intentions. “Jane” takes a jangly guitar idea and spins it out into something so extraordinarily poppy it could replace Common in those old Gap commercials. There’s mention of sandwiches while the narrator tries to convince the song’s namesake to a rendezvous. She even smells nice. And with the aroma of a sandwich wafting this way and that, Jane might just be everything a guy needs. But the song’s lyrical content is indicative of the album as a whole–and The Yolks as a band. There’s not much going on here other than rocking. But that should be able to please anyone weird enough to be interested in a band named after part of an egg. The Biz opens. (Dave Cantor)
March 31 at Burlington Bar, 3425 West Fullerton, (773)384-3243, 9pm. $5 donation.