A fancy, high production re-issue of Tampa, Florida’s Pink Lincoln’s first studio record from 1988. If you’ve never heard of them before, think Angry Samoans, Vindictives, and split releases with The Queers and Screeching Weasel in the early ‘90s. If that doesn’t help, think of a rusty knife stabbing you in the ear by a bunch of snotty malcontents whose Ramones pop sensibilities are as evident as their unresolved hostility issues. If songs were cars, the Pink Lincolns would be spray painted, on blocks, and in a weeded front yard. The stereo would work and there’d be a functioning BBQ where the gas tank used to be. Life’s pretty shitty, and it gave the Pink Lincolns a lot to sing about. A welcome reissue.
–todd (Jailhouse, www.myspace.com/pinklincolns)