Don’t judge a book—or in this case a record—by its cover. I wouldn’t have been surprised to discover the artwork being used for the album containing some mystical transcendental meditation process. However, nothing could be further from the truth as Shanghai-based American ex-pats, Round Eye proceed to confuse and confound over seventeen tracks. To apply a single label to this band would be a total folly, as nothing would stick for long. The first track opens with a killer Greg Ginn-like riff which descends into a concussive blend of saxophone, bass, and drums before fading out with a more electronic vibe. From thereon in all bets are off as to what will follow, but at times it does encompass The World/Inferno Friendship Society, Captain Beefheart, jazz, punk, and doo-wop within its kitchen sink approach. It’s an intriguing and entertaining debut album which, even after numerous plays, leaves me somewhat bewildered as to where it’s coming from.
–Rich Cocksedge (Ripping, runnamucks.com/rippingrecords.html)