Oh shit. This release is the riot Silver Daggers always promised us. Four saxy tracks of downtown back alley thrash, anarchist jazz, and knife-storm hardcore, all on a steel-blue seven inch. Punker than a cold tofu block through a city hall window, and about the same price. Housed in seriously screen-printed cardstock art-zines, with lots of post-political Crass/Conflict-style collages and underground rebel scrawl. Recorded by LA’s secret guru of heavy jams, Bobb Bruno, for maximum police state-smashing density. Ideal for insane house parties or agitated political gatherings. Edition of 301.