I knew nothing about the Dead Kennedys apart from being shit scared of a punk in the year above me at school. He had a mohican, wore size 10 DM’s and had Dead Kennedys painted on the back of his leather jacket. What was all the fuss about? This is pussycat music compared to Crass. You can hear the transition from the first wave of punk through to post punk. This is an album caught in No Man’s Land. It’s not dangerous, and it’s nothing to be scared of. It’s a good time fun album.
One of those bands I forget about, and I have no idea why. This is an absolute punk classic, chock full of great riffs, incisive lyrics, focused righteous anger and plenty of humour too. I sniggered at Too Drunk (not on here, I know) as a schoolboy, and the serious point was a little lost on me at the time. But Kill The Poor as an opener shows the message behind these songs, and the album starts as it means to go on. So many great tracks here, and I have always loved the version of Viva Las Vegas, amping up the craziness behind the hazy American Dream that was Elvis' movie stint. Love it. A lot.