NOFX | Wolves in Wolves’ Clothing

The tracks aren’t new per se, but they are topical. Fat Mike wittily takes aim at issues across the board. “USA-holes” and the title track highlight the virtual decline of the United States.

 

With 20-some years and 10 full-length releases under their belts, NOFX have the formula pretty well figured out: Play music that’s fast, add smart-mouthed lyrics that strike a balance between party anthem and sharp political jab, and remember brevity is key, so make your point and move along.

Wolves in Wolves’ Clothing follows the formula to the letter. The music isn’t anything new—two of the tracks were actually previewed on the EP Never Trust a Hippy and by now the band’s sound is practically trademarked, so any prior release could more or less serve as a preview. But it is their sound. They pioneered it so if anyone can pull it off… And, what the hell, it still works.

The tracks aren’t new per se, but they are topical. Fat Mike wittily takes aim at issues across the board. “USA-holes” and the title track highlight the virtual decline of the United States. “We March to the Beat of Indifferent Drum” calls particular attention to the lunacy of nationalistic arrogance and isolationism. In “Leaving Jesusland,” the band slams backward Middle America, begging leftists to flock to their likeminded brethren on the coasts. “The Marxist Brothers” is a satiric and hilarious indictment of hypocrisy and materialism. Religion goes under the microscope in “You Will Lose Faith.”

But just because they’re closing in on 40 doesn’t mean Fat Mike, Melvin, Smelly, and El Hefe don’t know how to have a good time. “Seeing Double at the Triple Rock” finds the band dead-drunk in a Minnesota snowstorm, and “Instant Crassic” is a love song as timeless and revolting as any other. The opening track “60%” mocks half-hearted, money-hungry pop stars, but in classic, self-deprecating style, Fat Mike himself admits, “…it’s just we only give about 60 or so percent.”

Yeah, they’ve been around for a while, and maybe they are a bit lazy, but they’re more aware of that fact than anyone. As Fat Mike sings on the album’s closing track, a reprise of the opener, with tongue planted firmly in cheek, “Some years we just take off, vacations are a write off, and so is goin’ out (fuck us)/I suppose that’s how we’ll go out, played out and way after our time.”


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