Having been at school with 3 of the band and having been engaged to the other member's sister, maybe I'm not the most impartial of reviewers it could be argued. What the heck - I'll do it anyway! The Pseudos were THE Lincoln punk scene in 1978. There was quite simply nothing else in this aggressively backward flare-wearing market town of the late 70's. As such there is a massive nostalgic element to this album. Listeners to John Peel at the time will possibly remember the crushing chords of the EP which comprises the first 4 tracks. The real crackers, however, are the next 4 which tragically were never released as the band fragmented after they were recorded. These tracks showed huge promise and a growing understanding of studio technique whilst maintaining the naivety the first recordings had highlighted. From there the album descends into poor quality live recordings but if you were there you'll remember, 'glassy-eyed', how the sweat and phlegm made the ink run on your home-made punk t shirt as you pogoed to your 'heroes'. Heady days indeed. Question is, were you there? I was, I'm in the front row of the audience on the back sleeve!