REVIEWS

Like Youth Brigade on speed, Broadcast Zero are a tight unit, playing no-nonsense Street Punk and Hardcore. Singer Nick Shrubsole has a pair of lungs on him that casts my mind back to hearing Mike Marsden of The Ducky Boys for the first time. Yup, those pipes are about to blow at any given second. The onslaught of Broadcast Zero is rich in the traditions of Punk Rock’s past, but there’s a spirit in here that makes me realize we’ve lost something along the way that this band is eager to put back. Choppy riffs that plough the hooks into your brain with brute force instead of sweetness. Pointing the finger at the outside world whilst maintaining a degree of warmth and affection for the listener, this connected with me on a level I expect from Punk Rock but unfortunately don’t always get.
- Riot 77 (Ireland)

West coast politi-punks the Rebel Spell just met their East coast equivalent. Proof positive that the political opinions most crusty/street punk bands strive to instil in their fans don't go unnoticed, agitated quartet Broadcast Zero blaze forth with their inspired take on the state of the world. Infusing many personal and anecdotal elements into the fold though, they escape the trappings that weigh down their contemporaries, resulting in tunes that are equal parts sincere and informative. More importantly though, the fervour with which Yesterday, You Could Change The World is delivered seems unparalleled. Every track attacks as if it were the last moment these boys will have on the face of the Earth, relegating the aggression acts such as the Casualties or Total Chaos affect somewhat like, well, bullshit. This is the new breed of street-wise punks and their enthusiasm, vigour and dominance are fucking brilliant.
- Exclaim (Keith Carmen

'Yesterday, You Could Change The World' is the debut release on Rebel Time Records, and it sets a mighty high benchmark for those that are to follow. Broadcast Zero are classic tofu-and-two-veg punk rock, the kind that creates an instant feeling of comfort and familiarity as it floods into every synapse you possess. Brick-solid riffs, razor-sharp bass, muscle-punching rhythms and vox that demand attention RIGHT FUCKIN' NOW blend effortlessly together. It's a solid no-nonsense balls-out streetpunk n' roll beat. The sound is the perfect foil for the words, the socially-aware-but-don't-forget-the-fun kind of punk intelligence that shows Rancid up for the playschool fakers they are. I'm not dissing the band by saying there's a definite Rancid flavour (ha ha) to the sound - I love that old-school style but I fuckin' hate the whole corporate bollocks that they've bought into, and to hear a band like BZ bring it back to the real punks puts a shit-eating grin on my face. There's not a duff track on this, every one is a classic. If I had to pick a favourite, it would have to be 'My Body'. I've never heard a song that addresses sexual abuse in such an upfront no-bullshit way. 'Self-defence is no offence' is more than just a slogan in BZ's worldview. I challenge any one of you to get through this CD without punching the air lots, contorting your face into a vein-popping diabolic shade of red, hollering along with the band in a brothers-and-sisters-in-arms kinda way and resolving to revolt at every opportunity that crosses your path. OP's opinion: @@@@@.
- Old Punks Never Die