"[16] Tom Connock of NME stated that "the Irish troubadours come good on a debut album that offers both a storyteller's narrative voice and a snarling new vision of youthful disillusionment.

"[19] Writing for The Skinny, Robin Murray praised the multitude of emotions the album evokes, saying that it "feels both overwhelming and tender, caustic and soothing, a blast of working class rage grown articulate while retaining its primal howl.

They're not raging against the current state of affairs as much as lamenting the local communities and culture in danger of being steamrolled by the march of modernity.

"[20] He went on to comment that "their origin story is so quaint and anachronistic, it verges on flaneur cosplay, with the quintet reportedly bonding over a mutual love of Joycean poetry and pub nights spent scribbling out and reciting verses to one another.

That old-school approach finds its analog in a raw, robust twin-guitar attack that's more jangly than jagged, nodding to ‘60s garage, surf, and early rock‘n’roll while projecting a confrontational fury.