I think I had given up on ever finding a band that had everything I ever wanted in a punk band all rolled up together in one nice, messy, demented little package. And then I stumbled on Sweden's Henry Fiat's Open Sore. Fast, ridiculous, sloppy, sick, and funny as all fuck; kind of like a Blood, Guts, and Pussy-era Dwarves if the Dwarves took all the drugs they've ever ingested, but all in one night – and then they wrapped their heads up in diapers. As HFOS 7 inchers go, I wouldn't put Patmos or Bust up there with psycho scorchers like Headshots or Makes Your Cock Big, but it's a worthy addition to the Sores' library of hebephrenic punk.
–aphid (Wrench)