"Björkenheim plays with the unbridled energy and freedom of Albert Ayler, but against occasionally more tonally oriented backgrounds, variously recalling the sounds and style of James Blood Ulmer, the late Sonny Sharrock, and the freakier side of Bill Frisell."
- The Big Takeover USA
"Mr. Bjorkenheim’s searing tone and spasmodic phrasing clashed compellingly with the tumult of Mr. Nilssen-Love’s percussion, at times, there were even insinuations of groove. Sonic references flew by, as jarring and jagged as shrapnel: the distorted fervor of John McLaughlin, the rapturous spirit of Jimi Hendrix, the ominous crunch of Black Sabbath. It was noisy but far from shapeless, and it flowed."
- NEW YORK TIMES
"Björkenheim should be better known. His outsize musical personality explodes like a Jimi Hendrix, Frank Zappa or John McLaughlin, with explosive throwdowns like the title track and the power riffs and flangy heavy rock pyrotechnics of "Iesnu!". In contrast, "Raitru" occupies reverberant Scandinavian pastoral terrain, Björkenheim morphing his sound into arco bass or cello. As with Hendrix, there is camp flamboyance in Björkenheim´s outrageousness, he embraces feedback and overtones."
- DOWNBEAT
"Each piece is built around a trick, perhaps an exotic rhythm Ligeti picked up on his African travels. But Björkenheim doesn't just tease odd sounds from his axes: He knows his power chords, and forges his lines with a deeply metallic tone."
- VILLAGE VOICE
"Sublime guitar lines that soar like birds of prey in the sky, daring harmonic innovations and immersive metric modulations to make your heart bleed with anguish, ecstasy and joy. These elements have been Raoul Björkenheim’s trademarks ever since the late 1980s when he burst on the European avantgarde scene - first in the ranks of Edward Vesala’s iconoclastic Sound & Fury and then as a bona-fide bandleader fronting his spirited jazzrock team Krakatau."
- FMQ (Finnish Music Quarterly
"music that suggests Hendrix living alone on the frozen Russian steppes listening in to shortwave transmissions from the spirits of Derek Bailey and Sonny Sharrock"
- The Milk Factory