Quirky garage/punk band with a penchant for childish tendencies in both songwriting and aesthetic. The music is asinine and overtly repetitive. Interesting ideas are few and far between, from the opening track that greets us with the out-of-tune crooning of the lead singer to some production problems when it comes to making the band sound full. My favorite part of the record was the cover, which is lovingly rendered in crayon and/or colored pencil. I’ve never seen a record that adequately represented the album’s audio on its cover.
–Bryan Static (Obvious, no address listed)