And the kids stare at the screen...

I have no idea what took me so long to check out Subhumans. Lord knows I saw the name on the jackets of every 13 year old crust punk at the outdoor mall I used to work at. Part of that Subhumans/Crass/Addicts trifecta. At any rate, fast forward several years and I've been listening to "The Day the Country Died" on repeat for days now. The news cycle was bumming me out, and I wanted an album of anrcho-punk that would put a fire in my gut. This one does it. Plenty of vitriol with some wit and solid (as far as punk goes) songwriting. Lord knows anything with as blackly comic a title as "Zyklon-B-Movie" will get a nod of appreciation from this dude. But that could be my soft spot for wordplay, flicks like "Slumber Party Massacre," and any TV show about WW2.