Like Anal C*** and Fucked-Up, these Brooklyn punkers have risen to modest prominence due to their "shocking" name rather than any claim to musical greatness. Channelling the gonzo "punk pathetique" of Splodgenessabounds, The Macc Lads and early Black Flag, CB's debut consists of a dozen headlong thrashfests about the joys of skateboarding, fare-dodging, eating pizza and drinking beer. Its main virtue: brevity. Most songs are sub-2 minutes, and the entire album is over in 20.
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