"Half G.G. Allin dirtbag grunt punk and half 60's organ blared garage stomp get mashed together by this Portland based band. It's hard to decide whether it would be more to throw bottles and see maybe if ya can get some kinda riot (or at least a couple of fights) started or grab some girl and convince her to start dancing on tables with you kicking over drinks and ashtrays the whole time. This is the dirty medium between the two. Or who knows-maybe that girl ya thought would dance tosses the first bottle or throws the first fist."-----Smashing Transistors
"The Pity Fucks' Why Right Now is trashy organ-drenched garage punk, and as a bonus the singer sounds like killed by death heroes the Child Molesters."-----Thrasher Magazine
"Frat boy lo-fi done with a certain charming cheapness. Like a skinter COCONUT COOLOUTS. Four messy tracks that harken back to the most obscure tracks buried in the Pebbles series and all reeking of stale PBR and a hint of sweaty basement."-----Maximum Rocknroll
"One of the two big winners from Portland’s local label Felony Fidelity, and it’s the soundtrack to the “Animal House†caliber blowout that I always wanted to be at, but never was. The Pity Fucks tear through four filthy, buzzing anthems held together by a gravelly, soulful howl, and propelled by the sweetest Hammond organ bounce. They manage to walk the line between the time to dance and the time to fight, and the glass shards stop raining down only long enough for the skirts to go up." Dusted Magazine--Still Single