There's certainly no pop in the Cost's punk; rather, the group favors a hard rock attack that boasts an anger-riddled loud/soft dynamic and calls to mind the murkier, harder-edged sounds of early-'90s Seattle or any-decade Orange County. "Hated Man" and "No One's Looking" are the calling cards here. The former features a wonderfully chaotic opening of cluttered and stumbling drums, then surges into a boldly anti-melodic hard rock attack. "No One's Looking," meanwhile, is packed with escalating, groaning guitars and red-faced vocal fury. This is a tightly played and aggressive effort that succeeds most when it steers clear of the doomier, sludgy moments.
AllMusic Review by Erik Hage