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The fist thing I noticed about this album is the production quality–it doesn’t sound like it was recorded in a closet for $25. Must be them Sony dollars at work. Yeah, yeah, they’re sellouts. Whatever. There are a couple good tunes on this album, but too many of them are attempts to recreate some of the old anger, but with weaker convictions. Maybe people get too old to be punks. Maybe a 30-year-old talking about his fucked up middle-class parents just doesn’t matter anymore. Whatever the case, these guys sound kinda tired and well fed–the beginning of the end.
