This is a beautiful and irritating post-rock album simultaneously. Fikcii II does not come over to the high ridges of guitar explosions, preferring to play with other "toys", for instance, with minimalistic, very slowly progressing primal sonic atoms, threatening infiltrating drone overthrows, static krautrock effects, and a kind of sound which comes very close to the sound-art-like approach. Knob-screwers` output indeed. Could this sound be described as the progression of the cancer disease throwing its metastases over to the every angle of a body?
- review from "Recent Music Heroes" blogspot