He Poos Clouds is a "preposterous statement of devotion" intended to diffuse the sort of seriousness that could be attributed to an album of music written for a string quartet and voice.  Full text...

Quite magnificently nebulous effulgent effulgence, all told. Or, in layman's terms, very good shit.  Full text...

He Poos Clouds. The title is meant as a compliment (cf. shit that don't stink), and maybe also as a way of cutting through the seriousness of the thing itself-- 10 compositions for a chamber ensemble including strings, piano, harpsichord, percussion, and voice.   Full text...

It's certainly the most unique you'll hear this year, and probably one of the best, too  Full text...

The music is quite lovely, to be sure, and the arrangements are thoughtful, detailed, and imaginative enough in and of themselves to warrant a glowing endorsement.  Full text...

It's quite good.  Full text...

Owen Pallett’s second album is heavily indebted to nerdish fantasy of all kinds and has a wealth of references for those similarly inclined to spot, it largely steers well clear of pretentiousness while evoking an overarching strange and escapist world all of its own.  Full text...

He Poos Clouds is certainly chock full of depressing characters and more than a few allusions to self termination, death, and afterlife.  Full text...