I think every town has a band like these guys. Slightly older guys who enjoy Motörhead and drinking and have probably gone through a Gregg Allman-like amount of marriages. Dudes who sound like Fear and wear their own T-shirts, not in an exercise of self-promotion, but because that was what was within reach when they drunkenly stumbled out of bed that morning. It may sound like I’m not talking about the actual music in this review, but you’d be wrong. This CD is the aural equivalent of those things. I think the world needs those things.
–Ryan Horky (Wet Brain)