The days of the compilation have long been over. Gone are the days of Someone’s Gonna Get Their Head Kicked In and Let Them Eat Jellybeans. Other than a few standouts (Hostage fucking Records!), the compilation record has somehow morphed into the “label sampler.” Rather than put a kick ass bunch of songs, labels seem to opt for putting out a weak cross section of their tepid roster. As I noted that this was comp was sponsored by a record label and a clothing company, I was expecting the worst. BOY, WAS I FUCKING WRONG!!! Dancehall Troops just my be the savior of the Punk Rock Compilation (along with Hostage fucking Records!). Good Goddamn, this record rules. And the bands, THE BANDS!!! So many good bands, that I’m sure that I’ll miss mentioning some of the best ones. It’s all good, but here are the standouts. The Sleazies, Die Hunns, Smut Peddlers, Smogtown, Broken Bottles, my local (Victoria, BC) favorites Keg Killers, Curb Slappys… It goes on and on. This thing has been in the stereo since I got it. I’m waiting for Volume Two.
–ty (No Front Teeth)