Culled from The Alkaline Trio’s many EPs and seven-inches, this album feels much more like an LP than most of these compilation albums usually do. It could be the comprehensive theme of drinking and misogyny, but more than likely it’s the consistent, driving pop-punk, chugging guitars and vocal stylings. No whining here. No high, child-voiced lead singer with a snotty delivery. These guys sound like men, and they suffer like men, and solve it with drink as we all should. It’s punk rock for adults–well really fucked up adults–that brings the headbanger out in all of us and makes us glad that our lives couldn’t possibly be as miserable and messed up as these guys’. Definitely one of my great, guilty pleasure albums.