“Chicago’s coolest new kid on the psych-rock-block brings us a cassetteful of drugged-out atmospheres, scattered with proggy guitar grooves and meandering femme vocals, tense drone and a bit of synth thrown in for good measure. Their influences are all over the place, and they make for one fucking solid product: Try slowing down the bass grooves of Suicide, add two parts Wooden Shjips’ repetitiveness, three parts Black Sabbath darkness, one part horror soundtrack a la Goblin, three parts stoner metal-era Boris, four parts Neu krautscapes, and you’re getting warmer to Verma.”