A band's longevity is defined its ability to write new tunes. On From the Bleachers, The Boils whip out more songs than most bands can muster in their brief existence. Admittedly, it's rare that any one of these 25 snot-nosed tunes breaches the two-minute mark, but the band's Oi!-inspired street-punk is in prime form here.

However, for a band that has already racked up a decade worth of gigs, releases and record label hopping, Bleachers is just another day on the job. It may not provide the best compensation plan, but The Boils sure sound like they're still having a hell of a good time. The Philadelphia quartet's music channels the likes of Major Accident, The Business and Cock Sparrer, liberally loading their simple song structures with contemporary punk panache. The grizzly "A Far Cry From Extinction" and nose-to-the-grindstone rocker "Blood on the Fields" are fast-paced, in-your-face howlers that ooze testosterone from every pore, but always develop and deliver cohesive melodies. The rowdy "Teach Arrives" swaggers around, toting a hefty chorus and gang style backing vocals that'll surely get you singing along within a few spins. The Boils may have graduated to cleaner recording and mastering, but the nasty streak that's found throughout "World Poison" is still intact.

Bleachers is more than a non-stop street punk brawl; "Skinhead Reggae Beach Stomp"'s reggae-fueled punk brings The Clash to mind, while "Summer's Brightest Day" scores a bluesy country swagger from its acoustic and slide guitars. But don't get too comfy: discord-heavy hardcore juggernaut "Declaration of War" and the 50-second "Crossover Rules" can go head to head with the likes of F-Minus and Leftover Crack any day. The multi-genre crossover gives you a break from the band's bludgeoning street punk without becoming aimless filler.

Unfortunately, there is some filler to contend with. While a few of the shorter tunes foster an upbeat, aggressive attitude, the fleeting "Dominate" and aimless "The Vatican" don't have much to offer. In particular, "Dominate"'s bland chorus of "Fight! Fight! Fight!" grows annoying in record time. Fortunately, there's not enough filler on Bleachers to qualify as more than a minor nuisance.

The Boils understand what it takes to write a good street-punk tune, and they revisit that formula time and time again. While many bands write more complex music as their careers progress, The Boils have stuck with what they do best: simple, catchy, viciously effective songs. Here's to the next 10 years!