By 1982, Discharge had hit its stride and delivered this masterpiece. They were tight, the guitars had a metallic crunch, the rumbling bass and d-beat were in lock step, and Cal’s vocals hadn’t turned yet into what it would in later years. My favorite song on here is less of a d-beat driver, though, and the much groovier Protest and Survive.
Not much else to say other than I personally discovered Discharge in 2001 (years after I had actually started listening to hardcore, given my entry point was whatever was on Victory Records) through a recommendation from a friend, and haven’t stopped listening since. This is a reissue on Havoc because I’m a poser.