As hard as we may try, us guys at Stylus can't review EVERY record that comes out immediately upon its release. Occasionally something is bound to fall through the cracks. Unfortunately, such a scenario was the case with Medications' All Your Favorite People In One Place, released on Dischord in June. But after the masses continued to gather outside of my home for weeks, picketing and hurling stones through my windows, demanding that this record be given its proper review, I have finally relented.

Medications certainly posess that unmistakable Dischord sound, appealing mainly to fans of angular DC post-punk, and, if you're like me, people who have spent the last several years wondering if there was any possibility that another band might rise from the ashes of what once was Faraquet.

Medications first emerged late last year with a self-titled EP, and this is their debut full-length. It's tempting not to write them off as Faraquet in new clothes, but doing so isn't exactly a bad thing. Faraquet leader Devin Ocampo, along with Chad Molter and new member Andrew Becker, still steers the ship, and by and large, Your Favorite People feels like a follow up to The View From This Tower.

The album starts off ambitiously with "Surprise!" which builds slowly but eventually covers a lot of ground; it's nearly seven minutes long. Ocampo's guitar is immediately identifiable, as it was on Faraquet's signature track, "Cut Self Not." Indeed, Ocampo is the consummate post-punk guitarist. His licks are played so proficiently and so quickly that they congeal and gain momentum like a snowball rolled down a hill. "... Or At Least As Bad" sweeps from verse to chorus to verse, sounding like Ocampo's bid at the next James Bond movie theme song.

Like with the better moments on The View From This Tower, Your Favorite People benefits when its songs steer away from the hard-charging guitar attack mold. "This Is the Part We Laugh About" is the album's most memorable track during early listens. It slows things down and focuses as much on Ocampos voice as it does his guitar. Ocampo seems be fully aware of what his capabilities as a vocalist are, never reaching too far while still delivering an impassioned performance.

Some of Your Favorite People's songs seem to run together toward the end, but the record contains no major flaws. The best songs are the longer ones ("Magazines for Entertainment," "Occupied"), as they allow for the band to vary things up more. They do well when shifiting from loud to quiet and seem to be aware of this.

Your Favorite People probably isn't going to blow any critics away, but I would still highly recommend it to avid Dischord listeners, especially those who yearned for more than one album from Faraquet.