If walking around the courtyard of your college in the cold listening to agonizingly derivative indie-pork while contemplating the continued shame of your past love affairs sounds like your idea of a fun, self-absorbed good time, then click away, dear reader, because there probably isn't a more sad example of the wasted state of affairs independent "alternative" rock is in than this phenomenally boring CD. The horns aren't "interesting", they are alternately funny and annoying. The lyrics are so trite and disgusting it makes me wretch to hear someone actually "emote" these Hallmark-ready canned "emo-core" soundbites. I can see legions of Abercrombie-bedecked sensitive guys and gals, like the ones depicted on the front cover of Promise Ring's "Girls and Boys" EP, shelling out their parents' weekly allotments for this, schlepping on back to the dorm room, putting it on and lighting a candle from Pier 1 Imports, and weeping softly as they wonder "what went wrong" in their privileged little lives. Far beyond simply being the most boring music I have ever heard associated with punk rock, "American Football" is sad evidence of a decline in musical standards set for ourselves in the genre of independent music. There is not a moment on this CD that merits any further analysis on my part except to say that I sold this (piece) to a used CD store literally days after I purchased it (used, and I should have known better). A disgustingly disappointed review, to be sure, but when you get ripped off to this degree, it sort of shakes your foundations, you know. Avoid at all costs.