"The band's dark blasts of fuzzed-out guitars, giant punches of drumming, and anthemic howls have already been pressed onto a handful of singles (most of which are long sold-out) and one long-player.
The latest 7" though—released on Warm Soda's imprint, Fuzz City Records—may contain the band's most brilliantly realized nugget yet: "Protection Circle." Throwing fistfuls of dark magic, high voltage electricity, and gold-speckled glitter into a black cauldron, Burnt Ones summon up a piece of truly quaking boogie-rock ecstasy." - Everybody Taste
"On Meet the Golden One, San Francisco by way of Indianapolis band Burnt Ones (no “The”, thanks) dispense with NorCal’s navel-gazing freakazoid tendencies for some meat-and-potatoes mid-70s FM Gold that ought to be an essential part of any rock fan’s diet. The band make no secret of their love Marc Bolan; the Cosmic Dancer’s predilection for glittery updates on greasy heart teen pop songs is certainly present on B-side “LUV”, but there’s more than a whiff of Canned Heat on the title track, which starts out with a chugging blues riff à la Led Zep and shoots off into the stratosphere when the vocals kick in. Though singer/guitarist Mark Tester is clearly the auteur behind Burnt Ones, attention must be paid to drummer Amy Crouch and bassist Brian Allen, whose rock-solid rhythm section provide a launching pad for Tester’s guitar and vocals. With riffs this classic, don’t be surprised if you hear “Meet the Golden One” being used to sell rockets to the moon thirty years from now." - Get Bent
""Protection Circle" is a distanced glam wave track with heart on the sleeve sleaze lyrics. You just anticipate this harmony that's coming in between big severely metallic snare smacks, the vocals are just dripping with this greasy glam sound. You can hear the leather and ahhhhh kicks! They found that rolling Gary Glitter swaying crowd beat of a thousand handclaps. Everything in service of this beat. Background thin distortions weave around the smacks and MArk Testor's dying, dramatic vocals. Making sweet love to that microphone stand. I feel dirty." - 7 i n c h e s
"Glam-garage been making a roaring comeback of late and adding to the pile of fuzz stompers is this latest single from Burnt Ones that channels Norman Greenbaum through a dirt psych filter then flips its pop with some "ooh ooh oohs" in the harmonies .. On the flip, "LUV" takes the handclaps to a minimum but drives like a bastard through vibed out garage stomps. After their rather lauded LP from a few years back its good to see the band's got some new moves in 'em and it feels like there's a damn fun LP on the way." - Raven Sings the Blues
"..fuzzy, jangly overblown pop that crackles with their endlessly playful edge. Between call-and-response vocals, well placed hand claps and eyebrow searing guitar washes, these songs are undeniably catchy and blissfully noisy. B-side “LUV” shows off familiar Burnt Ones qualities, coming in the singalong “oh-oh” choruses and their pulsing pop innocence. They push on through with crunchy, distorted guitars and their playful pop zeal, creating a memorable single that easily works its way under your skin after just a few solid listens." - Styrofoam Drone
“…dirty, compelling lo-fi, full of sixties girl-group doo-wahs and ooohs and an incredible pop structural sensibility … hallucinatory and Kodachrome, all the colors too bright to be real.” - PMA: PrettyMuchAmazing.com
