"Complete fucking fastcore assault from Boise, Idaho. While it might be easy for some to dismiss yet another blasting grinding offering, I am not that man. HUMMINGBIRD OF DEATH is thrashing fucking madness delivered to near perfection. Their lyrics to 'Not For Babies' pretty much sum up their attack: 'Fuck off if you can't hang / Stick with something safe / Go back to your textbook breakdowns, mid-tempo double bass, chugga chug bullshit / We'll play hardcore our way / If you think the brutality and intensity of hardcore ends with THROWDOWN, better think again / Listen to No Man's Slave and tell me EVERY TIME I DIE isn't fucking weak.' Total fucking fast hardcore - a manic onslaught in its finest form. Only the outro to 'Carnies' slows the pace at all...a complete killer." -Willie Nelson, Maximum RockNRoll
"I saw this amazing band play in SoCal sometime last year and I was truly impressed. Made me buy a record of theirs right on the spot. They are what is currently termed fastcore, but I find that limiting. These guys from Boise know how to play it fast, hard, and tight. When they need to slow it down, they play it dirty with the best of them, as shown in their closing song 'Panocide,' which clocks in at 11:18. The rest of this twenty-two track beast doesn’t even come close to the three minute mark, with the majority at a minute and a half. How many adjectives can I use to describe this? Raging? Blazing? Fierce? Bomblast-ic? Faster than urine coming out after a forty-ounce? What I do know is, if speed in your music is your thing, this should quench the palate." -Donofthedead, Razorcake
"Like landscape painting and wine tastings, I guess I can respect the artfulness of Hummingbird Of Death without necessarily enjoying what they do. Sometimes they’re throwing out spastic, million miles an hour grindcore and sometimes they slow it down to a slow, gripping hardcore pace with a nice, doomy spritzer. They’ve got the requisite two-singer attack (one deep, growly guy and one deeper and growlier guy) and some topical lyrics, especially for the genre. Weird tattoo flash-inspired cover. Like I said, not my bag, but they’re most certainly tackling these songs with precision—the band’s tight as hell. Fans of the Six Weeks and Sound Pollution rosters could do much worse than checking these guys out." -Keith Rosson, Razorcake
"Do not entertain asking Boise's Hummingbird Of Death for either distro trades or if they do freaking Paypal transactions - they don't. Read their myspace, ASSHOLE! It is worth getting short shrift from them, however, to ask if they'd consider changing their shitty band name, which draws a blank when referenced to the robust Infest-ian fast hardcore on Show Us The Meaning Of Haste. Robust it is without being entirely wondrous, but above all, nothing here will have you pondering any sort of bird-flower-hardcore connection." -Jerry A. Deathburger, Decibel
"In a year of stellar grind/PV (great discographies from xBrainiax and Spoonful Of Vicodin in particular) Hummingbird Of Death hurtled right out of the gate with a snotty, swaggering burst that kept its feet firmly planted in speed-punk past of DRI and Crossed Out, while reaching out for unrelenting contemporary ferocity. You don’t have to accept the legitimacy of any of the seemingly arbitrary genre delimiters or care where fastcore begins and powerviolence ends, if you like fast, organic music, Hummingbird Of Death want to slip their delicate beaks into your shell-like ears." -James Hoare, Terrorizer
