Nope, we don’t know how to pronounce the title of the latest release from Creationists either. But like the artist formally known as Prince, it doesn’t matter – The music makes the pronunciation moot.
Rough and tumble rock-punk, cleanly-produced, rumbling with thick bass, glistening with verbed guitars and topped with excellently-bellowed vox. And (though it might seem strange in this context, it works brilliantly) the occasional trumpet ("Saint Stephen", "Black Hands"). Extra marks for the belligerently brilliant "Mucho Macho", though "End of the Line", "Tunnel Rat", and "Southern Cross" get stars too.
Harder rock, this, veering into the psyche side of the road at times, but all good and a worthy addition to the "produced in Austin" sticker. Mark one up for Creationists – This unpronounceable LP is an excellent way to start 2013.
— Scott Osborn