Fourth posthumous album by a band that didn't quite make an album while they were together, so this one's two studio tracks, two alternate takes of other songs, eight live tracks (w/ two repeats). There's the Sex Pistols connection (Steve Jones recorded a couple of songs for them), the historical record (early female-fronted American punk band), but... really, they had one totally solid EP's worth of good songs, and I'm mostly tired of hearing them already. Except for "The American In Me," which keeps sounding better annually. (The live songs I didn't know already aren't that thrilling.) I wish I could say that they were the pre-Penelope Houston band, but I still think of Penelope Houston as the ex-Avenger.