Close but not quite. I mean, really close. They’re really close to power pop. They’re really close to straight-ahead punk. But it’s one of those deals that I, as a reviewer, fully agree that I’m not going to be much help. I don’t think I’d ever put it on again by myself but I wouldn’t complain if someone else put it on. There’s something that just doesn’t click for me, yet all the parts are sitting there like pieces to an un-put-together puzzle. Like the Black Dahlia herself, for some reason, these songs seem cut in two and bled, instead of them being bouncing, fleshy, and full of life—and I can’t tell you why. It’s recorded well. It’s sounds fine, but it just rolls on by without much of an impression.
–todd (Plastic Idol)