Pyrite kinda noodle, but they rock. They’re spazzy, but controlled. They come off as good-hearted guys who are just full of wiseass bile. They play squeally, manic post punk that you can dance to if you don’t mind changing up your moves every few bars. This posthumous fourteen-song CD will appeal to fans of both The Minutemen and Shellac, and it’s too bad these guys broke up, because I bet they brought it live.
–CT Terry (www.belgian-style.com)