' first live album, , was recorded at a pair of shows in November (New York's ) and December 1981 (San Francisco's ), then released all of one year later as a seven-song EP, before being augmented with five more songs for a 1987 reissue as a proper album. Mind you, these belated additions still only brought the set's entire run time to 24 minutes, which was actually a good representation of the legendary horror punk outfit's intensely short but sweet performances. So too was its bootleg-quality audio fidelity, which authentically captured the seedy conditions of those often sparsely attended early-'80s punk rock shows, warts and all. And, since were never the most instrumentally talented or well-rehearsed band to begin with (even by punk rock standards -- hear them botch the end of ), saw singer (still more of a shouter than the crooning of future days) virtually willing his cohorts through a slew of trademark two-minute B-movie tributes ( etc.), and often abusing the audience into showing their enthusiasm along the way. But of course it was precisely because their music transcended these technical deficiencies (see how easily rose above the underlying tape hiss) that ' innate magic has endured despite the band's limited exposure throughout its career. Oh yeah, and despite featuring a few lesser lights from the band's canon ( also boasted a historic encore cameo from then singer on an always anthemic â?¦classic! ~ Eduardo Rivadavia