"the best threads of Viracochas suggest that *SONS is one of the brightest new bands in the Triangle, juxtaposing kaleidoscopic psychedelics and resplendent tones with sundried melancholy and bleached atmospheres."

“Even at its murkiest, most suffocating density, Viracochas is entirely pleasant.The band envelops its listeners, lulling them into a trance and capturing their attention such that at the end of "Cielo," the album's final track, the abrupt silence is deafening."”

“‘Viracochas’ continues to change, freely trans- forming and swirling rock genres en masse to create a persuasive and seductive trance-like state. fantastically alluring."”

"*SONS plays that languid, ringing sort of pop I associate with New Zealand. Music that drives your mind to new and interesting spaces, even while it blisses out the pleasure centers."

“ "...reminiscent of some of the more peculiar acid- drenched pop bands from the 1990s. If you like your pop peppered with plenty of mental elements...you are likely to find a lot to love here."”

“The music gets right up into your frontal lobes, generating oddly visual impressions, and generally mucking up the boundaries between the senses. There's even a scientific term for this -- synesthesia -- in which people see sounds as colors, or "taste" certain shapes and forms.”

“It's hard to deny killer guitar riffs like those heard on wall-of-sound rave-ups "Kill the Culprit" and "White Noise." That said, I left these six tracks thinking Brian Jonestown Massacre meets Pink Mountaintops, and how wise they were to keep it at only six songs. Rating: Yes”