Aesthetically, this thing is totally crappy—sloppy, hand-written lyrics and muffled-as-shit sound quality make it a fairly hard listen. But I gotta admit, there’s a charm here that can’t be denied: it sounds like it was recorded at a practice (at one point, you can actually hear the band trying to figure out the parts of the song before they start playing), the lyrics are short but politically spot-on, and there’s just such a lovely air of “this is a blast, dude, who gives a fuck if you like it?” It’s like a shot of B-12 in the ass after slogging through all these one-sheets and promo glossies. Actually reminds me a lot of Riot Cop if they were super sloppy and recorded their stuff on a Fisher Price boombox. Yeah, I’ll admit it; I had a good time with this one.
–keith (Sharpie Fumes)