A.F.I.'s second album features lots of warp-speed hardcore riffing topped with one-note melodies and lyrics dealing with various types of personal disillusionment (sample: "I can't be a part of your modern world"). The California quartet valiantly tries to keep hardcore alive, but doesn't put an individual stamp on the music to make it essential listening.
I was finishing off clearing the last of my defunct computer equipment at my old office when I found a tape of the Iron Maiden début that had fallen down the back of an old Amstrad PC. I stuck it in my arcane car stereo and used it as a very loud soundtrack to the subsequent visit to the local dump. It go me thinking about 'in your face' first albums by bands, which I felt have never been bette..