The result is an album best described as "found jazz": its sounds ill-assorted, ill-matched, yet oddly compelling. It captures the sound of discovery in a way that even the most virtuosic free jazz never seems to do. A cheap drum machine will manifest itself behind acoustic instruments, yet instead of sounding tacky it'll sound immediate. A thieves'-kitchen layer of knockabout gongs, percussion and handclaps will sprawl under a feathery soprano melody, like a Bombay street jam. MIDI guitars will waft sudden blurs of klaxon sound into the mix, stutter and melt out again. Instruments float, sulk, explore spaces they don't usually touch. It's perhaps down to Jay's transplanted and oddly unsettled personal roots that, despite its alien qualities, the music on "Hermetic" has a distinct awareness of the wide, wide world and of the acknowledgements contained in the passage of great art through it.

Alan Freeman : Audion 34
Reviewing: Hermetic

Felix Jay...is certainly a talent that should be more well known...musicians of this adeptness and invention are rare in Britain, with the capability to move from jazz through to avant-garde, via many other musics.