If there’s a musical category called emo-grunge, this bilious stomach-churning auditory disaster would certainly be categorized as such! It’s the most god-awful odoriferous aural fart that’s ever repulsed my ears to the brink of all-out vomit-inducing repugnance; an insipid, bowel-stirring onslaught of sonically distressing diarrhea that relentlessly squirts nothin’ but uninspired stagnancy. Goodbye, Dookies Of Hillsborough; the dark and dank toilet ravine beckons. Flush… aaaahhh.
–Roger Moser Jr. (Attention Deficit Disorder)