Way to relegate any description of the actual music to a little afterthought paragraph at the end of a ridiculous dissertation on the lyrics. Calling this a review is laughable. It's like a response to a prompt from a high school English teacher asking you to analyze the lyrics of your favorite album. There's a reason I listen to music and not poetry audiobooks. "Reviews" like this belong on p4k where 95% of the music is so shitty/undeveloped/talentless/ruined by terrible vocals that the only positive thing to discuss is the lyricism. It's almost disheartening to see that pitchfork wrote a better review of this, a quintessential punk record, than AP.
the lyrics are inarguably the most esssential part of this record. also you sound like an asshole.