I had really high hopes for Karate High School. The album cover looks like a grainy screen shot from an obscure Nintendo game. Instead, it’s more of the same old radio-ready pop punk, bland and generic with little bits of video-gamelike things thrown in as a kitschy afterthought. When, oh when, is someone going to do justice to, say, the water level of the first Mario Bros.? If members of Karate High School want to recall the master compositions of their youth, they should really go for it and produce something integrated—not a souvenir but an honest-to-goodness tribute.