"A four-track EP that runs for the best part of 25 minutes and possesses more depth, more intrigue, than most full-lengths running to twice as long... [Ought's music] sounds like it could fall apart at any time, that every second of its existence is a precarious balancing act between raw passion and remarkable poise. “Hear me, now, that I am dead inside.” Yet this band is everything but, and an easy sell indeed given even cursory exposure. We should all be feeling this together, now."
