With the exception of “Dead End Job,” nothing here is much to write about. Snarly punk, but if you have Nobodys’ other records, you’ve got better than this.
With the exception of a couple laggers, every tune here is balls-out garage punk to smash things to, slam into people to, or get dangerously drunk in public to.
Joining Hopeless’ stable of punk bands are a few emo-esque bands and some guest punk bands. While I support the idea, this is not an award-winning comp.
They speak in no-bullshit, clear-as-day verses about how we can help each other out, how justice should be served, and how one must utilize one’s voice.