It’s straight ahead meat and potatoes hardcore from Pennsylvania, the land of Electric Love Muffin and Flag of Democracy, and I like it. You know what you’re getting ten notes into the first song. The menu’s straight forward, you order it, and it’s on your plate, glad it’s nice and hot, not just reheated. It fills you up; not too greasy, not too dainty, not art-confusing. I’d put them in the modern company of Career Suicide, Direct Control, and the Pedestrians: very interested in resuscitating the early ‘80s while not willing to jump down in its grave to violate the corpse of old music. Solid stuff.
–todd (Fashionable Idiots)