Not long ago, I described Killing Time, the debut LP from the San Francisco-based trio Terry Malts, as “the perfect blend of late-70s Ramones and late-90s Magnetic Fields.” I’m sticking to that pitch: there’s a rapid-fire I wanna/I don’t wanna-ness that places them in a classic punk rock tradition, and an underlying sense of melancholy that taps into something deeper. I volleyed some questions to guitarist Corey Cunningham; this is what he had to say.