In 1988 I walked into Tower Records on South Street in Philadelphia sporting a mohawk, a leather, and Doc’s. I was looking for the latest Charged GBH album. As I strolled the isles I heard this album playing in the background. I stopped dead in my tracks. I listened to three songs and then asked the dude at the register who was playing. He smiled, reached under the counter, and pulled out this record. I immediately bought it and life changed forever.
Disregard reviews that compare this album with Superunknown or Badmotorfinger. You simply can’t compare this (or “Louder than Love” for that matter) with their later works. It’s like comparing Dark Side of the Moon with The Wall and declaring one inferior.
Listen to the samples and judge for yourself. In my humble opinion this is one black, hard, and raw album and also happens to be one the best rock-n-roll records of the 1980s.