This is the third lp from the illustrious Leatherface since they reformed after a 5 year haitus in 1998, and England's answer to Husker Du just seem to get get better with age. Don't be put off by the dreadful cover - this is a clean, precision guided melodic punk missile, fueled by crisp, warm, fervent guitar riffs, an irresistable rhythm section and Frankie Stubbs' gruff, impassioned vocals. As an articulation of intense, sincere, slightly bleak humanity there is little to beat this.