Not quite minimal or fast enough to be straight hardcore, not quite pop enough to be old-school punk in the Ramones style, Peters and his band charge through fuzzy chord-paced tunes. The tempo varies from a fast chug to just plain fast, while the strangled quality of the lead vocals and the anthemic group-sung choruses will be familiar -- too familiar, in many cases -- to veteran punk listeners. A lot of people have graduated from this particular old school, to be blunt, but as with heavy metal and folk, there are endless if somewhat diminishing numbers of new ears in new generations that will embrace the sound as if it's fresh. The lyrics aren't bad as these things go, and are usually impulsive-sounding narratives of frustration with life and society, and sometimes (as in "Kickin' Rocks") even with women. Melodically this is pretty basic and bleak, with slight pop tunefulness peeking out on "Kickin' Rocks" and "Ellen 45," and an early Kinks-type riff anchoring "Cross Bones."
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AllMusic Review by Richie Unterberger