Syracuse’s White Guilt offer up four tracks of mangled hardcore punk. Boundaries are met without hesitation. The vocals indecipherably affected. The noise rages on. The amps may as well be in the process of utter annihilation. It simmers down and picks right back up. The destruction seems endless and encompassing. Fans of Ecoli, Iron Lung Records, and feeling trampled: take note. This record nails it.
–Daryl Gussin (Feeble Minds / Video Disease)