2007-07-12
Respect for one’s elders seems to be a universally accepted code of conduct. A code that Tim Armstrong (Rancid, The Transplants,etc.) seems to know quite well, in fact. Channelling the reggae/dub dabblings of Sandinista-era Clash, Armstrong offers what appears, on the surface, to be a reletively light hearted romp through his world, with a persistent oh-so-unmistakable reggae backbeat persisting. However, for those who catch the lyrics, the light-heartedness is often scant, as Mr. Armstrong seems to favor projecting a more realist view of our world’s current rat’s nest of a social situation. Musically and lyrically, respect for his elders.
PAPERCUTS
You Can Have What You Want
BLACK LIPS
Two Hundred Million Thousand
THE HIDERS
Valentine
CUT CHEMIST
The Audience's Listening
Jonathan Richmond
Because Her Beauty is Raw and Wild
WEED
Running Back
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