The title of this album invites abuse. But there’s nothing wrong with it. The band relies too much on jangly guitar for me. The album moves at the pace of The Barbaras, but not as interesting. The vocal style either has too much of some sort of effect on it, or they double sing everything, which I find annoying. But it’s not incompetent. If you’re esoteric about the middle beat, this might be for you. “Let It All Go” embraces the ‘60s punk sludge a little better than the rest. There is a lazy appeal to this album, but it never really takes off for me. Maybe it’s better live.
–Billups Allen (Bachelor)