Eleven fuzz-drenched numbers straight outta Indiana are coming for your eardrums. This is not the next big thing but rather some reverberating heavy-on-the-backbeat, good ol’ garage rock. It’s got an especially murky, swampy quality that’s pleasing to these ears, like The Cramps cleaned up to go to college or like an unironic Make-Up. Fun. A keeper.
–Lisa Weiss (Magnetic South)