You'd have to be pretty damn heartless to resist the charms of three-chord wonders The Genders. Granted, their songs are derivative and their lyrics are repetitive, but how can three guys from Tel-Aviv, Israel, singing about weed, bitches and trans-gendered adventures amidst bombs and "Jewfros", be totally without merit? This eight song EP proves that The Stooges, The Stones, The Troggs and The Velvet Underground are alive and well in the hearts of West Bank scenesters, a fact that I find infinitely heartwarming.

Opener "Horatio" does not miss its golden opportunity to rhyme said name with a certain sexual act, which tells me that these fellas have more to offer lyrically than they would have us believe based on the material that follows. "When I Grow Up (I Wanna be a Fuckin' Stoner)" reveals more than half of its lyrics in its title. This song and "Sharlene" have the same janky-swing as "Wild Thing" and "Get Off My Cloud", and, come to think of it, they also use the same three chords as those ditties. "Scream" would not stand out on a Green Day-heavy early '90s punk compilation, and "We Awright" features a chorus cadged from Tom Petty's "Won't Back Down". "Gender Bender", a confession of sorts, and "KKK", a scathing indictment of a controversial American organization that shall remain nameless, show the boys at their hardest, leading me to believe that they must once have owned a Nine Inch Nails album.

While The Genders are not afraid to laugh at themselves, they also have some serious rock carnage roaring through their guts. They've eaten rock all their lives, and it's given them indigestion. Over 21 minutes and ten seconds, The Genders remind us once again that rehashed "punknroll" (again, their word) has a definite place in the world of music. Whether that place is in your Discman or your trash can is up to you.