For those swayed by the long-running accidental influence of garage rock, the Compulsive Gamblers appear as a plausible reverse extension of the Mooney Suzuki, the White Stripes, and the many projects of Billy Childish. Listless Dylan-esque vocals run alongside lounge-lizard Hammonds and the raw joy of Chuck Berry. The recorded performances, though modern, are rushed, rough, and sloppy. Nothing less than 20 tracks are included, with the horn-packed ragtime rock of "Scaring Myself" and the lurching Oingo Boingo nod "Dead Waltz" holding together a large number of unremarkably mature efforts such as "Name a Drink After You," "Sour and Vicious Man," and "Handful of Burning Sand." Ultimately, absent the shock value of their higher-profile band the Oblivians, the Compulsive Gamblers come across like a tribute band already tired of its own tribute.
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AllMusic Review by Dean Carlson