Factory Records and electronica worship in the vein of the Happy Mondays, New Order, and Leftfield. Total Control and Merchandise took those influences and did something interesting with them. This is just bad. And not in the way where bad means good or where shake your booty means to wiggle one’s butt. Bad as in lazily conceived, grandiose, and self-masturbatory. Still trying to figure out why there was a parental advisory sticker on the shrink wrap. This isn’t offensive: it’s vanilla as fuck. Anyone wanna go target shooting? I got a discus for ya. –Juan Espinosa (Jokers Got A Posse, jokersgotaposse.com)