This was just the kind of release I needed get my interest in straight-ahead punk rock sparked again. This is one furious, pissed off, slab of punk fuckin’ rock with three females partaking in the vocals. Wowzers!!! Brody Armstrong is they key yeller and boy can she scream with the rest of them. There are many times where all three people are singing, and those are some of the best parts of the cd. This is scratchy, unrefined, and as edgy as sandpaper punk rock and its all for the better. Track 3, “The World Comes Tumbling” blitzes by at incredible speeds. Kim Fulleman is the bassist, and she is wiz at all. Holy crap those bass lines rule. There are 14 tracks that create about 40 minutes of mayhem, and the packaging just looks like it should have liberty spikes coming out of it. At times, the DISTILLERS sound like what Courtney Love could have sounded like if she didn’t quite the heroin habit and joined a hardcore band. Not much else needs to be said, but if you ever for one minute felt that Epitaph/Hellcat stopped releasing “punk” records a long time ago, throw that crazy idea out the window, because this album will sonically destroy everything else around it.

Hellcat/Epitaph

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