PATRIOT ACT UP! & AMERICAN IDLE

Fast, furious and unapologetically political punk rock. Two records, endless rage.

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PATRIOT ACT UP!

Our debut album combines blistering punk energy with sharp political commentary. Fast riffs, catchy hooks, and lyrics that cut straight to the bone of contemporary issues.

17 tracks of pure rebellion against the status quo, featuring everything from breakneck speedcore to anthemic singalongs that'll stick in your head for days.

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PATRIOT ACT UP!

01. Dept. of Ignorance2:52
02. Tariff Terror2:08
03. Democracy's on Fire2:20
04. Zombie Congressmen2:50
05. State of Resistance2:15
06. Ghost Towns Row by Row2:25
07. Amendment 221:37
08. Big Beautiful Bill2:12
09. Moron Parade2:15
10. Technocratic Descent2:23
11. Circlin' the Drain in a Limousine2:28
12. Trade War (For Money)1:35
13. Executive Day1:59
14. Getting the Musk Out2:55

AMERICAN IDLE

01. Howl0:00
02. Swipe Left on Reality2:23
03. Empty Storefronts4:36
04. The Caulk Song7:00
05. Proposition K9:17
06. Two Day Hangover (Used to Be One)11:26
07. Punk With Benefits13:06
08. Great Highway to Nowhere15:28
09. Cooler Online17:54
10. Bored of Education20:39
11. Truth Decay23:00
12. Skatepark Nostalgia25:58
13. Break Free29:06

ABOUT THE BAND

We’re The Suicidal Kennedy’s — a punk band screaming into the static of late-stage capitalism, weaponizing satire, distortion, and a healthy disrespect for authority. Our songs are protest anthems disguised as jokes, and jokes that hurt a little because they’re probably true.

At the center of our band is Jack — our skeletal mascot and leather-jacketed alter ego. He’s got JFK’s hair, Ray-Bans he never takes off, and the thousand-yard stare of someone who’s seen way too much C-SPAN. Jack’s not just a logo — he’s our witness, our accomplice, and our reminder that nothing is sacred if it can’t take a punchline.

Our sound is rooted in classic punk — raw, fast, no filler — but twisted through the filter of modern absurdity: corporate cults, dystopian tech, HOA rebellions, TikTok revolutionaries, and politicians who cosplay as kings. We write songs about caulk, billionaires, zombie congressmen, and the bureaucratic fever dreams of a nation glued together with duct tape and denial.

We’re not trying to sell you nostalgia. We’re not trying to save the scene. We’re here to laugh while the empire burns and make sure the last echo out of the fallout shelter is a riff worth remembering. If you're angry, exhausted, over-informed, underwhelmed, and still weirdly hopeful — welcome to the party.