You gotta have high hopes for any album that starts with a song called "Fuck Them All" that sounds like a cross between a football terrace chant and an early
Sweet single. Released in 1995,
No Future No Hope opens on that promising note, but its dry humor and, more importantly, its catchy tune is largely lost on the rest of this one-note album. The usual topics are touched on -- their hometown sucks, people in general suck, bands that aspire to sell more than 16 copies of their album from the back of their broken-down touring van suck, and as one song succinctly puts it, "I Hate Everything" -- but nothing new or interesting is said here, and the songs aren't intrinsically interesting enough to inspire much more than some rote, half-hearted moshing. Punkcore Records reissued the album in 2003. Which kind of defeats the fatalism of the album title, if you think about it. ~ Stewart Mason