Head Heritage praised the album, describing it as a combination of "Sabbath, Sonic Youth, My Bloody Valentine and smoking a bag of something interesting.

"[5] "While their last two records have been more concerned with sonic crunch than actual songwriting," wrote Sean Palmerston for Exclaim!, "this time around it seems that Bardo Pond has got it all right.

[...] Just don’t expect them to be touring with Fat Possum bands anytime soon – for my money, they’re still the closest thing left to real stoner rock since Sleep split up.

"[6] CMJ New Music wrote that the album "rightly positions Bardo Pond among today's space-rock luminaries, but it also sees the band on a different course from some of its drone-rock colleagues [...] Where bands like Flying Saucer Attack work a decidedly celestial groove, as Bardo Pond has evolved, its grooves have become more scuzzy, vaguely blues-inspired and covered with a sticky layer of big-city grime, creosote and resin.

On the whole, [the album] is another cohesive step forward, a slow parade of seductive experimentation and noise that crawls on rock's foundation and doesn't care what anyone thinks.