I remember when these guys first started playing out. They were a decent powerviolence band, but nothing really stood out. Fuggin’ hell, they have progressed by leaps and bounds! This stuff is truly pissed! Nine songs hammered out with pure hate. Nothing sounds serene or proper here. It’s all fucked up, twisted, and bleak. And it’s all great. Antisocial sounds for the antisocial. I don’t know man, but I can’t help but think Final Draft are thee West Coast powerviolence band.
–M.Avrg (To Live A Lie)