Killer fast, lo-fi ‘80s HC shit out of Houston that made we want to break out the first Cause For Alarm EP and the Beasties’ Polly Wog Stew and drive around and enjoy the summer. I’m a big fan of discographies that are maybe ten minutes long, and guitars that are just a little bit distorted (think Human Mess?). If you’re me, you should get this. Side A is a little stronger, if only because the singer goes for a kind of Raw Nerve / San Diego screamo vox style on Side B, though I can’t really be mad about it. One of those unassuming records that you might not look twice at, but give it a couple looks.
–Matt Werts (Agrowax)