Crass

UK first press 1979. Hairlines throughout, plays with a light crackle in places. Light discolouration and shelf wear.
This is the one where Crass stop hinting and just grab you by the collar. Full band. Full volume. Full pamphlet energy. Songs that sound like they were written to start arguments in kitchens and end friendships in squats. Loud direct furious and weirdly catchy in a shout along while questioning capitalism sort of way. Still feels dangerous. Still feels like it might get you judged at the counter. Absolute menace of a record. Class. FFO Anarcho punk essentials, UK punk with teeth, political noise before it got academic, records that scare Spotify playlists, shouting the truth slightly off key