This is pretty good. Straight-forward, simple punk rock that at times reminds me of Scared of Chaka, but with El Duce or somebody singing. Honestly, that’s the only part of this record I wasn’t really stoked on: the vocals. They’re just a little too goofy Meatmen-style for me. The lyrics aren’t bad; I’ve always had a special place in my heart for bands that sing about smoking cigarettes. It’s not a bad record at all, and I bet these guys would be fun to hang out with.
–ben (Poorest Quality)