Watery Love conjure up an interesting take on garage punk by slowing tempos down considerably while disregarding the need to stay in tune or even play in the same key. Each song successively builds up momentum to the next and ratchets up horrifying anticipation. It’s as if you’re watching a freight train from miles away rapidly approach uneven tracks. “Unlike you dick heads, I welcome death!” Sifting through the wreckage, you appear to find remains of early Total Control, the Dicks, and Shellac. I’m highly intrigued.
–Juan Espinosa (In The Red)