“‘How many Jell-O shots does it take/For you to give a guy like me a break?’ That kind of witty update on the age-old subject of the unattainable girl, one of pop music's oldest subjects, is what they (the Lash Outs) do best. Along with chicks and self-pity, another recurring subject is the sad state of rock. They gripe about empty clubs and unresponsive crowds in Deep Ellum on ‘The Kids Don't Wanna Dance’ and brashly close the album by calling out poseurs in skin-tight jeans and Clear Channel radio listeners with ‘Requiem for Rock and Roll.’ They may be right when they sing, ‘Heartbreak, love-make, tears and beers/Why sing the same tired song for fifty some odd years?’ But if more bands put out albums this lively, there'd be no need to call the mortician.” - Dallas Observer