In a post 9/11 world, where many share in the same post-traumatic stress, The Psycho Kid takes the soapbox with zeal, and offers therapy in classic pop punk form. The Chicagoan trio breathes new life into an old formula, written long ago by bands like The Ramones, Screeching Weasel, and Operation Ivy. The formula underpins their distinctive style, which defies all convention, even punk convention, in favor of honesty. Their show is a rollercoaster of catharses, inviting dance, moshing, and noise. The last verse of their titular song sums up The Psycho Kid mission and attitude: “I’ll dye my hair, and breathe this air, ‘cause I don’t give a shit about what you think of me. And you can try to live that lie, but the life for me is the life of The Psycho Kid.”