For the most part, Bis at this point were doing a sort of DIY bubblegum-punk thing, occasionally breaking out some early Blondie-esque new wave guitar, and, to be honest, it wears a bit thin over the 54 minutes of the album - several of the songs would've benefited from being cut to something closer to two rather than their existing three-to-four minutes in length, and the album as a whole would've worked better as a more compact 30-minute blast than it does at its actual length. A large part of the problem with this album is that, in the absence of either catchy tunes (for the most part) or genuine punk-rock rage, the band's lack of musicianship and the inability of either vocalist to actually sing begins to grate.
Still, it's not a complete loss - opener "Tell It To The Kids", "Antiseptic Poetry" and "X-Defect" (that last being the album's most 'Blondie' moment - though I'm not sure if I've partly associated that from "X-Offender") all nail the bratty catchiness which Bis spend much of the record striving for. I also have to give them credit for attempting a bit of subversiveness with their kiddy-aesthetic take on the punk thing, and while they don't do themselves any favours with some fairly dreadful lyrics ("Hey popstar you look real silly/I want to kill you now", echoed by a chanted "kill, kill, kill!", which sounds better on paper than it actually is), their hearts are in the right place. Give me action and drama indeed...
