This is punk in the classic sense – music from the balls, not the brain, that recalls the gleeful nihilism of the Dead Boys and Sex Pistols.
— John Gentile, Rolling Stone
Brooklyn is buzzing about these Strokes-influenced indie upstarts.
— New York Post
These Brooklyn rockers dish out rattling punk that’s easy to love: quick-hit, warmly juvenile guitar licks and jangling drums that stomp up from underneath.
— The New Yorker
Even if there was no one here, it’d still be as exciting as hell, made even greater by the quartet’s howling rock’n’roll tunes like highlights ‘Paralyzed’ and ‘Not Again’.