"Forever Malcolm Young"? More like forever 1997, because that's more or less where this album lives. When I was a young teenager, I really dug Frenzal Rhomb, because they were foul-mouthed, had outrageous haircuts, my mother hated them, and because to the teenage mind, the fact that a band would actually release an EP called "Dick Sandwich" with a picture of, well, a dick sandwich on the cover, is a pretty appealing thing.

Of course, since 1997, I've grown up, but Frenzal Rhomb have not. While drinking in a local bar recently, the video for the title track began playing on the TVs that they've got rigged up all over the place playing pub-friendly rock songs, and it was as if time had stood still in their world. What I heard could quite easily have fit on "Meet The Family". I can accept that the band probably isn't interested in musical growth and challenging themselves and their listeners, and their dedicated fans probably aren't either, but it's still a bit lame that a band can stay exactly the same for ten years without any development in their sound whatsoever.

So, if you've heard a Frenzal Rhomb album before, you'll know what to expect here. Short (no song passes the three minute mark), bratty bursts of pop-punk where everything seems to be a target. Subtlety is still not something that is in this band's vocabulary, as song titles like "I'm a Backwards Fucken Useless Piece of Dogshit... and I Vote" and "Fuck You And Your Stupid Band" attest.

Nobody listens to this band for deep song writing and musical excellence though, people listen for the comedy value. Fans of the band's style will be happy with what's on offer here, but those of us who've heard a GG Allin or A. C. album will probably be less than knocked over from the shock value of the lyrics. Targets like Youth Group, AC/DC's rhythm guitarist, and emo kids allow the band to play at being offensive without really being offensive, and the jokes are really only likely to be popular with the schoolyard crowd who haven't already heard them before.

Really, Frenzal Rhomb have stumbled onto a great business formula; they record the same album every couple of years, and release it to a new batch of unsuspecting young teenagers eager for snotty-nosed rebellious punk music. For those kids, this will undoubtedly be a cherished and much enjoyed purchase, but for anyone over the age of about sixteen, there isn't anything here that isn't in that Frenzal CD you have at the back of your CD collection, the one that you haven't played for years.