If this is punk, then it’s punk in its pajamas and slippers, curled up in a blanket on the couch and complaining that “it’s too cold in here.” But maybe it’s not pretending to be punk. I can never tell these days. Either way, the “ettes” suffix in the band name proves to be something of a tip-off: there is simply something diminutive about this band and—to put it in crude parlance—I think it’s their nut sacks. Sorry, I know it’s probably supposed to be lite, fizzy fun, but it just sounds annoyingly hip and safe to me. And wearing ‘50s style hepcat saddle shoes doesn’t make any of it cool.
–aphid (Sudden Death)