This mix of guttural, screaming vocals and borderline funky progressions makes for what seems at first like a weird new mutation of hardcore. But the longer I listened, the more I heard the tracks slow down and get distended into a noisy stoner rock amalgamation that featured their share of literal wailing and dragging, riff-driven dirges. Somewhere between mangy punk and sludge, the Missiles Of October manage to make a drag sound tight, and that is no small task. –Lyle (What’s For Breakfast?, wfbrecords.com)