The Guff Is A Disaster EP: A Chaotic Yet Charming Ride Through Punk and Pop
If you’re into raw, unapologetic rock with a side of pop punk sass, The Guff Is A Disaster EP by Guff is worth a spin. Released back in 2005 on Go-Kart Records, this little gem from the US packs a punch that feels like a mixtape made by your coolest friend who’s just figuring life out alongside you. With genres bouncing between Rock, Pop, and Pop/Rock—and styles dipping into Punk Revival, Alternative/Indie Rock, and straight-up Pop Punk—this EP doesn’t take itself too seriously, which makes it all the more lovable.
Let’s talk about two tracks that stuck with me: “Scars Are Tough Too” and “Responsibility Pays.” First off, “Scars Are Tough Too” hits hard—not because it’s overly technical or fancy but because it’s real. It’s one of those songs where you can almost feel the energy of the band crammed into some tiny practice space, sweat dripping as they belt it out. The lyrics aren’t trying to reinvent poetry; instead, they hit you right in the feels with lines that remind you how scars—physical or emotional—are kinda badass. Plus, the chorus is catchy enough to get stuck in your head for days. (And yep, there’s even an exclamation point version later on the tracklist, so clearly, they knew they had something good.)
Then there’s “Responsibility Pays,” which feels like a sarcastic pep talk wrapped up in crunchy guitars and driving drums. I mean, who else would write a song about adulting—or not adulting—with such tongue-in-cheek humor? It’s relatable without being corny, and honestly, I think we could all use a reminder that responsibility does pay… sometimes literally if you want rent money. This track has that perfect blend of snark and sincerity that defines the whole EP.
Credit where it’s due: Guff wrote and arranged everything themselves, giving the project a DIY vibe that fits perfectly with its punk roots. And shoutout to Jay Kellom for the artwork—it might not win any awards, but it adds to the scrappy charm of the whole thing. You know these guys weren’t chasing fame; they were just making music they liked, and that honesty shines through.
Looking back at The Guff Is A Disaster EP, it’s wild to think this came out nearly two decades ago. Listening now feels like finding an old Polaroid you forgot existed—it’s messy, imperfect, and somehow still full of heart. Honestly, isn’t that what punk—and maybe life—is all about?
Final thought: If Guff ever decides to reunite, I hope they play “Scars Are Tough Too!” live. Twice. Just for fun.
