A rubbery riff leads us into the pure anger of breathy lyrics and distorted vocals. This is P.Y.C. to one extreme, the complete opposite of "Dream #11." Extended interlude includes static-laden guitar wars, murky F/X and a bubbling bass solo. Finally explodes with thundering machine-gun drums.
-Ryan LaBo, HỲP music zine (December 2000)
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