It’s interesting to note that while Roger Miret (mainly known as the vocalist behind NYHC stalwarts Agnostic Front) still belts it out the same as he ever did—twenty-five years in and he still sounds like he’s trying to cough something up—the band behind him seems to have changed their tune a bit. I have no idea what kind of songwriting process these guys go through, but the three songs on this record are tilted much more towards the rock/garage vein than previous efforts. Many would qualify this stuff as streetpunk, actually—think of the material on Lars Frederiksen’s solo records and you’re getting there. Unfortunately, the songs here are generically passable at best and I don’t like this shit for the same reason some people are undoubtedly going to laud it: the man’s legacy. He’s an undoubtedly important figure in punk rock, sure, and yet as recently as the Disasters’ last full-length, he was still throwing around thuggish gang-mentality lyrics and blatantly homophobic slags. I’ll pass.
–keith (Zodiac Killer)