Hmm, these guys seem more hardcore than on their split with I Hate Myself, but I can honestly say it's a turn for the better. When I put on this album, it just rips through me like a truck. Cranking out 11 songs in a little over 27 minutes, 12HT knows their shit. Comparisons to I Hate Myself, Strikeforce Diablo, and others along the same genre are evident, but 12HT does bring a good amount of originality to the table, also. With dark, matter-of-fact lyrics such as "knee jerk? tear jerk? cold hearts couldn't care less" and "don't give them the fists to knock you down," 12HT contains some excellent songwriting and when the guy sings (or screams, rather) you can hear the raw pain contained deep in his throat. There's no upbeat pop diddies here, kiddies. This record is perfect for those days when everything goes wrong. Instead of breaking something, let the dischordant, raucous sounds of Twelve Hour Turn eliminate your rage for you.

[taken from A different kind of greatness webzine]