Anti-Flag are energetic punks with their hearts in the right place, and they put on a great live show, as long as you ignore the stage banter between songs.
Plays like blacklight fractured genius. Part Nuggets adulation, a healthy dose of Cramps style un-repentant psychosis, all lathered with oozing sexual whatsis.
A five-song, 15-minute EP by a beloved female-fronted band covering Billy Bragg classics. Sound cool? In theory, yeah, but this EP didn’t need to be done.
The liner notes say this was recorded in SF during the rainy month of Februrary ’99, so that might be an explanation for why this is such an uninspired record.
17 songs, most of which aren’t up to snuff with last year’s Girltroversy. Perhaps it’s the thick production as opposed to the clear-as-a-bell Girltroversy.