A four-song single of street punk with a yen for garage rock. The songwriting could be described as mediocre, if you were going to generous. The lyrics are worse, covering the same cliché working class street punk themes that have been flogged to death, but even more cringe-inducing than usual. However, this is nothing compared to the vocals, which are literally insufferable. I am usually not too picky about singers, but this might be some of the worst caterwauling I have ever heard on a punk rock record.
–Jake Shut (Longshot)