A review from a Columbus Ohio Weekly on Mythica

Mythica's music spins deep, deep for what gets called Celtic, deep for anything. There's plenty of sparkle amidst gravity's rainbow of bass tones, but always an urgency: "Play your violin, child, send your spiral down/Oh, let it be wicked..."But not just for wickedness' sake, or not the superstitious kind, anyway. "Don't be/Someone to carry over/Something that can't be seen." Romance, release-then the dark globe opens into a familiar, hollow world, with "For Patrick" presenting a swirling, medieval hip-hop summons to justice. Myths can make sense of things, in the air and the forge.