"Their songs sound like unfinished metallic mini-operas played by musical mad scientists taking the best parts of one idea and applying it to the next uncharted direction." - Kevin Stewart-Panko, Metal Maniacs
"If Mars Volta and Yes swung the ropes in a game of double-dutch for Mastodon with Voivod and Mr. Bungle kicking cans along the gutter, you might get the unpredictable street soiree that comprises Baltimores Trephine."
-Live 4 Metal
"Baltimore's Trephine delivers an invasive blend of black, shale rock like Jack the Ripper on acid strapped in a chair watching a slow-motion train wreck while trying to psychically manage an exploding cosmos."
-Stephen Kasner
"Purely instrumental math-rock with teeth, this plays like some rabid , Slayer-ized version of Don Cabellero...The Fucking Champs meet Mastodon...Clutch and Moe Staiano's Moe!kestra!... or something like that. These guys pull off some obtuse, angular riffage and jazzy beats but keep this firmly rooted in the HEAVY, balancing all of the abrupt shifts, propane-tank percussion, and complex shredding and abstract structures with some serious metalcore riffs, swaggering Southern sludge ,and over-all evil-sounding crunchiness."
-Crucial Blast Records
"Certainly this is one of the most distinctive metal acts gracing the underground and deserves to be heard far and wide."
-Fishcom Collective
"Imagine the bastard offspring of King Crimson and the Melvins sold to the traveling freak show...moody prog rock pieces to heavy noise complex math rock chaotic assaults... recommended listening for your next surgery disaster."
-Jackalblaster
"It's a bit metal, a bit sludge, a bit stoner, a bit math rock and all good, so definitely give these guys a listen. Hot damn!"
-Daredevil Magazine
"If you like music at all, dig up Trephine and rediscover whats so enchanting about this audible form of art."
-Ultimate Metal
"...teeming with demented circus tunes, futuristic robot sock hops, and dark forays into doom-land ... these guys are well aware of their abilities to drop jaws with the kind of cyclical riffery that will leave your head in a thick but welcome fog. So when they flirt with jazzy elements and mathed-out herky jerks, it just pushes this one into the realm of brilliance. You wont be disappointed."
-The Nerve
"TREPHINE dodges in and out of traffic while juggling sharp objects and simultaneously kicking dirt in your face."
-Peacedogman
"To put it as easily as possible, it's as if Buckethead somehow lent his DNA to Candiria, found a way to wash out the hip-hop elements, dismembered Carley Coma, and then fed this scientific hybrid a steady diet of Coltrane, Davis, Beefheart, and Patton. Then left it to fend for itself for twenty more years. And did this four times (once for each member)... If you thought Dysrhythmia or Pelican were intriguing and awe-inspiring, you haven't heard Trephine. This is a shameful release, leaving all other instrumental prog-funk-jazz-metal fusion bands in a wake of scattered ashes, debris, and unrecognizable bone structure."
-Decoy Magazine
