"June Moris' seven-song disc is a hypnotic set; her quavery voice sounds as if it's bubbling up from an underground stream, accompanied by the hum of insects and distant bells ringing. The atmosphere ranges from a strained, thinly angry pounding, slightly reminiscent of PJ Harvey, to a techno coolness, to a thick Brian Eno drone, but Moris' fluty voice carries through all.
It's an effective, even thrilling tactic through the first five songs. On the sixth track, "The Memory," Moris tries for melodramatic balladry, leaving what seems her natural, postmodern sonic habitat, and it doesn't work as well.
At the end one is left, not with melodies to hang a memory on - Moris isn't about that - but with a pleasingly disturbing sense of disquiet. Shivery mission accomplished."
Jon Sobel http://blogcritics.org/archives/2009/01/02/180127.php