The gory pictures of two guys with their heads blown off on the front and back of this record coupled with the cryptic, practically illegible lyric sheet inside had me thinking I was in for a treat. Yet, while it’s not a complete waste of time to listen to this, this record didn’t leave me wanting more. Rough around the edges, fuzzed-out hardcore punk played by four guys who probably have nihilism written across their knuckles. I’m no recording engineer or anything but it sounds to me like this record could have had a better mastering job. I’ve heard that these guys have some EPs floating around out there, which also leads me to believe that perhaps an LP’s worth of material was just too much for these ears.
–Juan Espinosa (Cowabunga)