Anti-Flag "The General Strike"

               The first twenty-one seconds of The General Strike is an audio blast of “Controlled Opposition,” while what follows sounds like it had an injection of a fire inside to write “The Neoliberal Anthem,” but instead of watching the world decay we should stand up and rise against the apathetic complacency. The breakdowns of the previous track and the track that throws us back in “1915” are some great ones, and the bass is closer to the front. The next song was easily one of my favorites, but I think if “This is the New Sound” some hardcore anti-flag fans may wave them elsewhere. This song gives me the bravery to make a comparison to that band, and say that the lyrics may ring true with how a lot of people feel about their job situations; if they are lucky to have one. Bitter would not even describe the feeling in the next song at the nicest level; from the lyrics to the title, we all know people that completely align with those lyrics and are so self-serving that you cannot help but call them a “Bullsh*t Oppurtunist.”                                                          The next song may get your pulse rising, but not exactly with the pulse of the revolution. You may get up or sit back down, but the only way “The Ranks of the Masses are Rising” is if something is done, and it doesn’t count if you simply “Turn a Blind Eye.” The latter is a minute and twenty seconds of pure pop-energy with a questioning of the conscience.  Even after the "Broken Bones" the next song is one of the strongest and reveals a universal truth concerning the human condition, but “I Don’t Wanna” say anything else, so here’s a finger; you can choose whichever one you want. I heard that “Nothing Recedes Like Progress” and I cannot say that I completely disagree with what is said in the song; either we’re not at that point yet, or we are but I just don’t realize it and that is what is scary! This song may be slightly over a minute, but to like it? I dare you to “Resist.” “The Ghosts of Alexandria” sound like they might have hailed from the same ground as Dropkick Murphys.