Diana (The Herald)

For the quickly ascending 'career' of the Blank Dogs, this single marks another ringer, and already their fourth release of 2007, clearly showing an impeccable work ethic with no signs of stopping. Each record sounding more unique and far out than the last, this brand new single on Sacred Bones shows the Blank Dogs evolving into a full-on goth-gone wrong killing machine, yet they don't need to get nasty. The effects the vocals reverberate through will cause instant nausea when exposed to the elderly and the weak, yet underneath lie those keenly disguised pop hooks that stick with you long after the record stops. If 'Death Pop' was ever really a term, the Blank Dogs now own it, yet their wrong wave wanderings can entertain fringe psych-heads just the same, hence their growing appeal across genre boundaries.