According to an aversion.com CD review, "Two-thirds of the San Diego--based pop rockers Reeve Oliver (get it?) ["revolver"] met while working at Sea World, which would be just a cute, icebreaking story for their press sheet, except that it also threatens to be the most interesting thing about the group. On its self-titled, full-length debut, the trio puts together a sound that, from the get-go, completely eschews punk and wades into more radio-friendly waters. The melodies are always agreeable enough, and the vocals and musicianship are credible, but this is an indie band, isn't it? Let's hear something ballsy or at least weird. If nothing else, front man Sean O'Donnell is pretty adept at the ol' A-B rhyme scheme, a skill that he employs a little too repetitiously. Lines like 'Then you take that hand / Satisfy demand / Leave 'em full on doubt / That's not what you're about,' from 'Until Someone Loves You' have a certain Fountains-of-Wayne-on-training-wheels charm about them, but without the appropriately bratty vocals to accompany them, the lyrics end up sounding bored if not plain boring.... The fact that Reeve Oliver is a self-produced affair may be the record's greatest Achilles' heel. Never does the guitar tone come off as even impolite -- forget loud or rocking -- resulting in a wimpy, featherweight sound that could make the tame Switchfoot sound like AC/DC. Come to think of it, a contract with the majors can't be far behind."