Every now and then you get a CD that just walks up, grabs you by the shirt and proceeds to slap you silly. This bizarre little ditty is one such record. This is like one big schizophrenic nightmare, a cookie monster vocalist backed by a hardcore band that every now and then feels the urge to fuck off into left field and delve into a little ska, metal, surf or lounge music for a few seconds, then goes back to thrashing things up. Somehow (don’t look at me, ‘cause I haven’t a clue why) it works. Not quite sure I can say I dig it, but it is one mind-spinningly interesting listen, that’s for sure.
–jimmy (Life Is Abuse)