Given this band’s pedigree—a buncha Swedes who’ve played in bands that are household names in the fjördcore pantheon—this was a bit of a surprise. Mid-tempo hardcore with clean-channel guitars and a yelly singer is what you get for your buck here. It’s good, but I can’t help but imagining all the bummed “crust” punks plopping this on the turntable and not hearing the usual Discharge-on-overdrive they likely expected. It’s good to rattle their cage every now and then.
–Jimmy Alvarado (Dirt Cult)