The songs on Retrash use humor to defend against and explore the anger, paranoia, and destruction that characterize life in the modern era. The line between hysterical and histrionic is tread with little regard for anything at all. "See you later, alligator" Weil howls in "Welcome to the Spaceship, Motherfucker," as he channels a fever dream of the Biblical Joseph after discovering Mary"s pregnancy. "No more faker, doppelganger/No more false child of mine." At the core of every song is a riff, or collection of riffs: from the ur-thrash of the gut-punching opener "Everyone I Hate Should Be Killed" to the sludgy noise of "New York Bands," Retrash is a blast of pure energy put forth with simplicity and fury.