"...the Supersuckers have found their hard-and-fast niche. By playing energetic, brutal garage noise, this Tucson to Seattle quartet fill a gaping hole with an obvious premise: Forget the cerebral swirlies and wall of death, just burn rubber...", "...a classic no-brains, no-girlfriends punk rock band...these guys are so punk, so utterly totally amazingly dumb, that they turn the whole stupid guitar boy with attitude thing into a kind of art form..."
