There's a lot about Warmduscher's music that qualifies it as good-time rock & roll (albeit of a distinctly deviant variety), but there's a whole lot more going on in Whale City. Their weirdly wild 2015 debut, Khaki Tears, set them apart from any standardized classification, and with the follow-up, they certainly continue to plow a furrow as outliers. Nevertheless, this time around there's something boldly catchy threaded into the mix.
New Musical Express (NME) - 60 Based on rating 3/5
The second album from the Fat White Family spin-off takes us to a grime-funk Sin City. The Fat White Family empire expands further into the mire. Alongside Insecure Men and Nazi clingfilm Klingons The Moonlandingz, Warmduscher are another inventive offspring from the bulbous belly of the Family, with a name that sounds like a German enema and a second album (following 2013's 'Khaki Tears' debut) that manages to defile Blaxploitation funk, garage punk, Lynch noir, surf pop, bellowy blues rock, glam and disco, all inside half an hour.