"Over It's Yours's six aggro excursions, you'll be singed by corrosive feedback, come at sideways by belligerent drums, honked at by a renegade sax maniac, and relentlessly rumbled by seismic fuzz bass. Pretty much pummeled from start to finish. And if you're anything like me, you'll seriously, seriously dig it." --The Quietus
ltd yellow vinyl repress. 300 copies