I really like Joemus and predicted this album to be a little less noisy, and at first it is. The songs are typical Momus, intellectually over-the-top and ribaldly humorous in equal parts. As such I can understand the idiot who gave this album one star. However, I strangely feel that a review like that is something Momus would write in a particularly cruel and darkly humorous self-assessment. It is something pseudo intellectual hipsters would flock to, but not necessarily enjoy due to their tastes being based on calculations, rather than response. As such, it's kinda hard to place what a review like that reveals about the person who wrote it and what they actually feel about the music. Seems they got lost in the forrest for the trees. Momus is on full display in this album, and I equally wonder whether it's 100 percent true admission, or more like 60/40. I opt for the latter, it makes his mystique more interesting and his songs become like characters he steps into. He just keeps on truckin with this one, datapanik leading the way. He'll always be a cult figure, but straightfowardly so.