Jock Tears are a riotous good time. The Vancouver-based punk band, who self-identify as “sensitive, sporty, and sassy,” write from a feminist perspective. On their latest release, Bad Boys, the quartet says fuck you to misogyny in “Boys with Bruises,” disavows pet names in “Not Yr Sweetheart,” and imagines the internal life of a jock in “Jock Tears.” Most of their songs clock in under two minutes, which is, obviously, punk as fuck. I’ve heard that the band is super smiley onstage, preferring not to be “detached and cool,” but to bring everyone in the fun. Go forth and sweat your face off in the pit. by Jas Keimig