This kind of Dillinger Fourish pop punk stuff with the sorta shouted, sorta sung vocals is starting to be as ubiquitous as the Ramones/Queers template scourge, and like what happened with the latter, the returns are rapidly diminishing with each new band. That said, the Credentials manage to pull themselves across to the preferred side of the “not bad at all” line by writing some engaging tunes and infusing their execution of them with copious amounts of tension and verve. The pace gets to be a bit much after a while, but they do what they do effectively.
–jimmy (Traffic Street)