"At first [the cymbals] sounded very round..."
— Bob Henrit reviewing Zildjians in International Musician.

"They are a fatally live band, the crescendoes of [their songs] resembling laser beams in taco sauce."
— Chris Roberts eats Throwing Muses in Melody Maker.

"We're talking severe anti-bop acquiescence here..."
— Tony Herrington on Charlie Mariano, The Wire.

"Margaret Thatcher can't get inside my cock while I'm coming..."
— Genesis P Orridge, Underground.

"STING: Nothing Like The Song"
— LP listing, Music Week.

"The Chaparral... provides exactly what the modern guitarist needs. [It] lacks individual character."
— Dave Burrluck reviewing a Hamer in International Musician.

"You've probably seen one distinctive the piece on videos and album jackets. This is the personal choice of menu producers and musicians."
— Fostex brochure plugging their headphones.

"The manic fury of an operatic ghoul, salvoes of crushing dementia literally coursing from his bloodied throat... a virtuoso guitar complementation that truly supplies unwavering flurries of fiendish terror."
— Malcolm Dome at Kerrang! likes Savage's new LP.

"... this group begins to look more like an act of arson than a statue's eyes..."
— John Wilde reviews Hothouse Flowers, Melody Maker.