Having gained their notoriety in an era when punk was hailed more as a state of mind and applied as a descriptor to everything from Joanna Newsom's harp skills to Volkswagen's place in the motor vehicle industry, Rocket from the Crypt's career serves as the ultimate reminder that, above all, punk is a musical genre, and one of catchy melodies, three chords, and fevered energy at that.

By the time of this live disc's release in 2008, Rocket from the Crypt were the genre's elder statesmen and had already boasted a decade-and-a-half-long, money-where-their-mouth-is stint. R.I.P. captures the band's final set in San Diego on Halloween in 2005, and the performance is one rip-roaring valedictory address. Over 19 tracks, vocalist-guitarist Johnny Reis and lead guitarist Andy Stamets consistently prove themselves to be millennial heirs to the David Johansen/Johnny Thunder tandem, with white-hot takes on some of their best songs. A DVD is included in the set, featuring a video of this memorable show.

Over the course of the 1990s few rock & roll bands put up the kind of numbers that Rocket from the Crypt did. One classic album (1995's Scream, Dracula, Scream), three albums that rocked far harder than 99-percent of the competition (1992's Circa Now, 1995's Hot Charity, 1998's RFTC), and a boatload of excellent singles (collected on All Systems Go and All Systems Go, Vol. 2) alone would have made them a band to remember and love forever. On all these albums, and especially in their live set, the group played every note like it mattered and they created a joyful, intense, and wildly energetic noise that jumped out of the speakers like flames. Sadly, due to the usual reasons that bands break up, RFTC split up in 2005. Happily, all the albums still sound fresh and alive many years after their release, and more specifically, R.I.P. exists to document the band's raw power, thunder and lightning live set. Recorded at their farewell show in front of a hometown San Diego crowd, the band is hyped up for the occasion and tight as hell. The guitars are raw and ready, the horns awesome as ever and Speedo's vocals are even better than on the band's studio records; tough, rough and perfectly imperfect as he spits fire, gargles razorblades, and tosses off bitterly hilarious asides. (And his liner notes are great -- a wonderful mix of self-deprecation and self-mythologizing.) The set list the band charges through with barely a stop for breath reads like a greatest hits: "On a Rope," "Boychucker," "Pigeon Eater," "Born in '69," "A+ in Arson Class," and "Used" all have the stuffing kicked out of them, and the finale of "Ditch Digger" and the mighty "Come See Come Saw" will have hardcore fans of the band wiping away a tear at the sheer fury and brilliance. Along with the CD, you get a DVD of the set. The band rise to the occasion with numerous costume changes (Speedo looking particularly dapper in his Screamin' Jay Hawkins getup) but the shaky, grainy camera work makes it kind of a slog to get through the whole set. It's a good idea to watch the show once for posterity but you won't keep going back to it like you will the CD. R.I.P. is both a testament to one of the great American rock & roll bands and a swift kick to the hindquarters to anyone who slept on the band back in the day. You missed something truly inspiring. ~ Tim Sendra

Uncut (p.109) - 3 stars out of 5 -- "[T]he way that they blend Stax horns and high-octane punk makes it easy to understand why they inspired such devotion."

CMJ - "The audience yells along to the faves -- it's a total 'best of' setlist -- while the band pounds along as sturdy, scraggily soulful and mostly sparkling as ever."

Kerrang (Magazine) (p.48) - "R.I.P. captures every push, shove, spilled drink and broken tooth..."