Drunk Dial Records Release “Fakes – Volume Three” Compilation

Portland’s Drunk Dial Records have returned with Fakes – Volume Three, the latest installment in its compilation series dedicated to fictional bands from movies and television. Released digitally and on cassette, the comp continues the label’s tradition of pairing each volume with a different charitable organization, with all proceeds from Volume Three benefiting Kids in Need of Defense (KIND), an international nonprofit providing legal and psychosocial support for unaccompanied and separated refugee and migrant children. Across thirteen tracks, punk, garage, and indie bands from across North America lovingly tear through songs made famous by fake bands from pop culture history. The Archies, Robin Sparkles, Sex Bob-omb, Jesse and the Rippers, Spinal Tap. The kind of bands that somehow stop being fictional once they worm their way into your brain long enough.

Fakes – Volume Three dives deep into that shared cultural memory. Vancouver punks Night Court rip through Degrassi anthem Everybody Wants Something by The Zits with snarling urgency, while Denver weirdos SPELLS barrel through The Thermos Song from The Jerk like a basement show threatening to collapse in real time. Keddies Resort tackle Sex Bob-omb‘s Garbage Truck” from Scott Pilgrim vs. the World with blown-out fuzz and slacker charm, and TV Cop resurrect Jesse and the Rippers from Full House for a version of I Belong to You that feels equal parts sincere and tongue-in-cheek. Elsewhere, The Chugs swing at Adam Sandler‘s immortal The Wedding Singer meltdown Somebody Kill Me Please, while Sex Mex dive headfirst into Spinal Tap‘s psychedelic spoof classic Listen to the Flower People. Like the best punk compilations, Fakes – Volume Three feels more like a community artifact than a carefully manicured release. It bounces between cartoon bubblegum, fake Canadian teen rebellion, cult-comedy absurdism, and genuine rock-and-roll devotion without ever losing its momentum. There’s reverence for the source material, but there’s also plenty of chaos, inside jokes, and basement-show energy holding the whole thing together.