On the whole, these 45 minutes are colorful and active (more swaying/grooving than fist-banging), a great record to play from end to end while hanging out.
They’ve been doing this since ’89, but still, classic Suicidal Tendencies and D.R.I. they ain’t. You get the trademark hardcore stuff here, nothing more.
The various jumpin’ backing bands on various tracks turn the whole thing into an incoherent circus based around Blackspoitation hommages’n’Andre’s phrasology.
Aside from the formulaic radio non-hits (loud/soft/loud/soft) and girlie ballads, there are a couple songs that’ll stick in yer head after a listen or two.