Their music is a heavy blend of stoner and psych rock. On “Looking Feral,” Westerlage pumps out enveloping basslines and gripping screams while Clark keeps it pushing on drums. On “Graduation” Harlan takes over vocals and lays down a sick guitar solo. A gnarly riff from Fowler opens their grittiest song, “False Kings,” a track that bounces back and forth between Westerlage’s cries and groovy ascending guitar lines with Clark leading the way.