I was going to call this EP a bag of emo clichés and clumsy male feelings and leave it at that. Like, it’s corny but harmless and there’s probably a market for this or whatever. Teenagers will be down with this. The musicians are competent. But there’s a song on here (“Maelstrom”) where the singer belts out a line with that bullshitty, overblown vocal style that could almost be the guy from Fallout Boy (or insert Alternative Press band singer), and then he laughs. It’s one of the worst things I’ve ever heard. He laughs in this knowing, smug way. He’s arrogant. I listened to this EP twice through, and I have no idea where his arrogance could possibly come from. You will likely never hear this record, and you will likely never hear about this band ever in your life, and that’s maybe the only real justice I can hope for.
–Matt Werts (Amsterdam Recording Company, amsterdamrecordingcompany.com)