The stats tell the story: 19 songs, 45 minutes, dozens of slogans bellowed over buzzing major chords. The first Rancid album following a six-year recording hiatus is a Rancid record par excellence — a cannonball blast of punk classicism, alternating between galloping double-time punk pogos and the soulful swing that co-frontmen Tim Armstrong and Lars Frederiksen learned from the Clash. Rancid sat out most of the Bush years, and they make up for lost time here, decrying corporate greed and the Iraq War in rave-ups like "This Place." The album's fiercest rocker, "New Orleans," is a vision of the city's rebirth — and rebirth is something this once-defunct, still-ferocious band knows a thing or two about.