Tromatic Reflexxions

It's not brilliant, and some tracks are just dumb. [Jun 2007, p.156]

Tromatic Reflexxions is a roaring success for both parties, blowing the fresh air of invention through an increasingly tribalist scene.

It's heartening to see Smith mainly producing effortless gems in a genre that often sees men half his age struggling to do anything of interest in.

What could so easily have been an obtuse exercise in wilful eccentricity actually ends up an engaging, focussed listen that’s deserving of a wider audience than its somewhat cliquey appeal might suggest.

Tromatic Reflexxions is a great record for all of the reasons you might suspect – unless you don’t like MoM, or MES, or either.

A proudly odd hybrid always on the edge of destruction. [#25, p.104]

The mangled electronic hailstorm is unrelenting, but it is also perversely enjoyable and infectious.

There's something captivating about the project, and you will find yourself returning to the album over and over again.

The fact that neither side needs the other is why Tromatic Reflexxions works so obscenely well.

Mad as a crate of stoats? Certainly. But worth investigation, all the same.

Ambitious, varied and unquestionably fun, this is one of the most joyously unpredictable records of the year.

What a joyously juddering load of comical clatter it is.

Every track contains something to surprise and delight.

Tromatic Reflexxions sometimes seems to work like a Fall album, wearing you down with its relentless energy.

Anyone expecting any of the more experimental tangential qualities of the German group will be disappointed, as will anyone expecting intense lyrical workouts from Smith. Instead we have an extremely convincing whistlestop tour round current electronic music with a partially deranged, completely eccentric lexicographer raving brilliantly over the top.

[It] should have been the new Fall album. [Jun 2007, p.96]

MoM, for their part, sound more and more comfortable with a vocalist in front of them.

A merger made in musical heaven.

More satisfyingly adventurous than recent Fall albums, it's full of surprises.

The album is brilliant on its own terms: a party record with no fixed strategy, one that wiggles out of all responsibilities to the partier.

This is the kind of exploration of space and motivation that the dance-punk scene is supposed to be about. [Jun 2007, p.98]