To put it politely: a full-length’s worth of what sounds like South Park’s Eric Cartman fronting some treble-heavy and wincingly generic cowpunk. The novelty wore off after about half a minute. Meanwhile, they cast their net of offensiveness far and wide and finally came up with a button-pusher: songs belittling rape victims (“Rapist With a Heart of Gold”) will never be funny, no matter what wacky genre-spin you put on it.
–keith (Shattered Debauchee)