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May 10, 2016The result is a convoluted but accessible record that is perhaps Wilkinson’s best to date.
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Apr 1, 2016His most intricate album to date, A Mineral Love is delicately constructed like tiny cells of a flower.
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Mar 31, 2016Though more than a few of Wilkinson's contemporaries are working in similar territory, A Mineral Love goes beyond mere re-creation. For Bibio, these are the good old days.
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Mar 31, 2016Minor setbacks aside, it’s another beautiful, consumable collection of music from Bibio that no other artist could make sound so inherently theirs, and one that leaves Wilkinson's future musical trajectory as wide open as it’s ever been.
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Q MagazineMar 30, 2016Altogether, as lovely as its title suggests. [May 2016, p.104]
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Mar 30, 2016Against all odds, A Mineral Love is simultaneously Bibio’s most accessible effort, his most daring set of songs to date, and, yes, his masterpiece.
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Mar 30, 2016While nostalgia has always been a theme in Bibio's music, it reaches a peak in A Mineral Love, switching between shiny '80s production and the aforementioned decade's more laid-back grooves. It doesn't feel as if Wilkinson has found which of these sounds he prefers yet, meaning that this record never has the consistency to be considered a great rather than good album.
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Mar 30, 2016A Mineral Love bursts with cheerful, candy-colored falsetto funk, not unlike Ambivalence, while leaving out the crunch and glitch, letting the instruments breathe.
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Apr 1, 2016A Mineral Love fails when Bibio overcrowds the music or gives over the reins. For those moments when he stands confidently at the helm, however, the record becomes his best in years.
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Apr 5, 2016Despite the vast flavours Bibio is presenting throughout this record, so much of the quality production is slighted by tracing the same predictable frequencies and manoeuvres as so many servile songwriters leagues below have made prospering careers out of.
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Mar 30, 2016On the whole, the album suffers from a bout of dullness, with the majority of tracks mingling in a grey area, struggling to push through their apparent amalgamation and stand on their own.