It may sound sacrilegious to say so, but three songs on their new disk beats the.. Um… pants, off their last album. Blame the Viking is the first actual song on Rave, Rant, Lose Pants and it’s earned its place in the top spot. From mysterious stains to mysterious pregnancies, everything can be blamed on the Viking. Trust me, it says so in the song.

Pretty on the Inside is the biggest insulting compliment that I believe I’ve ever heard. Is it an insult? Is it a compliment? Can anyone really tell? It’s funny as hell, and as a friend recently pointed out “It’s the ultimate guy anthem!”.

And Boom!. Has Al Quaeda ever been so funny? Suicide bombers that just can’t do the job right. Except when it comes to blowing up people who write songs about them. Last Ones Standing is a bit of a stepped up Almost Irish. On My Tab pretty much defines them as leaches- albeit likeable leaches. And I’ve Got No Beef With You might offend some vegetarians, but I have trouble believing that anyone wouldn’t find this funny.

In fact, the only downer on the whole album is the original song Home. Now, I can deal with them trying to stretch their wings a bit- I’m all for artistic integrity and all. It’s even a rather nice song in a soothing yet depressing kind of way. My problem isn’t even that they have a guest vocalist, Julia Reisse. She has a great voice, and she sounds good on the album. The problem I have is that both Patrick and Julia are singing on this track- in separate time. The result is entirely jarring. I don’t know if this is a result of how they recorded, how it was mixed, or if they intended it to sound this way- but no matter how hard I try I can not enjoy this song. If either Patrick or Julia was the sole vocalist I’d have probably warmed up to it by now. But not together.

Still, one black spot on an otherwise flawless album is pretty good odds- and you can’t beat it for the price!