Album review: Rancid - Honor is all we know
THEIR name suggests they aren't a bubblegum-blowing boy band.
And Rancid frontman and lead guitarist Tim Armstrong's spiderweb-tattooed skull also gently hints that the band gravitates towards a genre at the heavier end of the musical spectrum.
The band, whose career has now spanned two decades, has just released the 18-months-in-the-making album, Honor Is All We Know.
Largely a collection of high-octane street anthems, the album offers autobiographic tales and social commentary set to a punk-rock background.
Or, as the press release that accompanied the CD said, the album "feels natural and organic, written without an agenda or bone to pick, rather the culmination of lives lived largely with a keen interest in the world and a sense of brotherhood".
As well as the usual CD and online offerings, the punk veterans took the unusual step of releasing their eighth studio album on cassette tape.
This probably won't be enough to muzzle the punk police livid at Armstrong for daring to collaborate with mainstream performers such as Pink and Jimmy Cliff.
The band's zest for Jamaican music is evident in tunes like Everybody's Sufferin' and Evil's My Friend and bass player Matt Freeman offers his trademark departure from the shadows of the crunching guitar chords.
The album will not have the same impact as their 1995 release And Out Come The Wolves, which includes hit singles Time Bomb and Ruby Soho, but it contains enough to the keep Rancid fans well nourished.
Honor is all we know
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