The ten songs and thirty-nine minutes of music on this album is what happens if the Blood Brothers and Pissed Jeans had a baby and raised it in Belgium. The lyrics are all in English, but the vocalist’s accent helps the sound to stand out amongst a crowd of bands that might otherwise be too similar. There’s a darker bass sound that creates dissonance, but not in a way that is distracting. Instead, it makes me curious and wanting to get a closer listen. There’s an anger and frustration just below the surface that doesn’t emerge much but is instead diverged into a brooding angst. I can dig it.
–Kurt Morris (JauneOrange, jauneorange.be)