Too many so-called punk bands come from the vapid halls of rich-kid art schools, purposely ripping the knees of their $100 jeans while hiding behind ironic T-shirts and over-coifed mohawks. Don’t ever accuse the guys from Wormsley Common Gang of that sort of front. Dustin Dzuck, Andy Pletcher and Kyle Shearer quickly went from skipping class at Denfeld to putting together a taut set of snot-nosed songs to getting 86’d during a gig at Bev’s Jook Joint — all before they reached the ripe age of 21. That’s how punk rock is supposed to work.