My fears of a disappointment were allayed after a quick listen - this shit is on. We are squarely in Chicagoland here my friends, and what other towns are doing doesn't matter for the moment. The Albini-factor is undeniably high in the abrasive tone and mood, but the songs are more natural than those of Shellac . They seem to walk along instead of just stomping in place. With so much attention paid to the music, it's easy to forget that these guys have vocals.
Sporadic lyrics dot several cuts on the disc.
Although they don't detract from the music, they seem unneeded in such a lush instrumental environment. Consider the rawness of drummer Brian Wnukowski's previous band, Big'n, and you may run for your life before slapping this EP onto your player. A full-length is on the way. Keep your eye out.