"Mixing ace shouty bits with great harmonies and the occasional na na na chorus. They are part of the Welsh indie maffia and they’re f***ing fantastic." (Melody Maker)
 

"Infinitely loveable songs of melodic charm. Unparalleled wobble-pop supremacy." (NME)
 

"Derrero: a quietly evolving band who have managed to meld the panoramic ideas of their native kinfolk into one brash and quite brilliantly harmonious whole. Like a young lad returning from a spot of inner-city rioting, Derrero are invincible, buzzing like crazy and full of ideas. And if that’s not a recipe for success, what is?" (NME)
 

"Derrero err on the side of barmy, dallying with all manner of perverse linguistic joys." (NME)
 

"Derrero are four fluffy indie sprites who would appear to love Buffalo Springfield just as much as they worship Aphrodite’s Child. "Fixation" is so bewildering in its eclecticism that it’s impossible to keep up with whatever fresh madness is on the way. From the trippy, lilting folk of "Step from the Casket" to the supremely entertaining shouty progpunk fuzzpop of live favourite "Mudskipper", Derrero’s twisted tomfoolery will orbit your noggin till you’re smile is a mile wide." (Rocksound)
 

"Swoonsome sliver of nu Welsh psychedelia, like Mercury Rev serenading Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci in a lukewarm bath. Includes the immortal line "you’re orbiting my noggin", scoring full marks on the fol-de-rol-ometer." (Melody Maker)
 

A combination of melodies as sweet as the first flower of spring and distorted screams as intense as a shovelful of English mustard. The fact that the band are into visual arts comes as no surprise, for if sound came in colours, this album would be all of them. "Floaters" is an exceptional beginning and although it’s a soft/loud, soft/loud song, you won’t have heard it done quite like this. "Pets/Coppice" is coming at you from a similar direction, but tracks like "Lassoe" and "Suntan" are the musings of a quieter mind and balance the album out nicely. Oh, and if you think you’ve heard weird lyrics before, then cast your ear Derrero’s way; only then will you know what weird lyrics really are." (The Fly)