What do you want me to say? It’s a fucking NOFX record - it’s fast, it’s punk, and it’s often more smart-ass than anything else. While never too shy to deride faith (any faith) before, they seem to have stepped it up a notch. “Best God In Show” uses a happy reggae vibe to point out their “distaste has turned to detest,” and in the country-on-meth riff “Blasphemy (The Victimless Crime)” they point out “anything that is your holy or sacred/I'm gonna desecrate and use in jest/But you'll never hear a crack about Mohammed/Cuz I don't wanna get shot in the chest.” But the record has other facets, such as the weird narrative about how Fat Mike met the latter half of Tegan & Sara in “Creeping Out Sara.” Of course, it wouldn’t be a proper NOFX record without paying homage to getting wasted. “First Call” is a wonderful homage to bar that opens at six a.m., while “I Am An Alcoholic” is an unapologetic admission. The title track laments about how things that were once new and great have become less important - like the CD. It’s exactly what you would expect from NOFX: sometimes offensive, always solid, and ultimately a good time. - Timothy Asher