What can be said about the mighty Sparrer? Forty years of service and still banging out classic albums. This LP is as good as any that have come before (apart from the flawless Shock Troops that can’t be beaten). Anthemic pub punk asking for nothing more than a fist and a pint glass waved in the air. Thanks to Skippy at Pirates Press reissuing all their old gear and bringing out their new records, they have had somewhat of a well-deserved second wind over the past ten years. Songs about yer mates, family, and standing up for what you believe get the blood flowing. Somehow they embody the true spirit of punk rock: fun, defiance, and a good bloody time. I went in apprehensive, like when I watch the champ going in for another title defense: something has to give sometime, right? Not this time, people. The champ still got it and this LP is a punk rock clinic. Bravo. Couldn’t wish it on better bunch of chaps. Now get this onto your record player before I give you a good slap. –Tim Brooks (Pirates Press)