Snotty, sloppy-as-hell punk rock with a sound circa 1981. How punk rock, you ask? The first song, “Frustration,” is built around a riff consisting of one note, and somewhere in the middle of “Some Anarchy,” the guitarists all decide to ignore what the rest of the band is playing and continue merrily along out of time. I’m proud to say that I actually liked this band. My only suggestion is that you stay away from music classes, releases by Epitaph bands, and practicing. Those three things will fuck your band up more than booze, babes and bennies.

 –jimmy (Suicide, no address)