Thirty years and several albums on, the Hard-Ons continue their schizophrenic approach to songwriting—one minute you’re listening to a hook-laden pop punk tune, the next it’s full-bore thrash, the next some noise workout, and the next something that could’ve easily found a home on a Slayer album—that has been their trademark. It’s likely an acquired taste for some, I reckon, but I really can’t think of another band that can deliver releases wherein fans of the Ramones, Descendents, Sodom, and straight-up hardcore can find something to tickle their fancy. The formula remains unchanged, the songs remain rock-solid with lyrics vacillating between puerile and poignant, and I remain a fan.
–jimmy (Boss Tuneage, bosstuneage.com)