Two Suns is, predictably enough, absolutely not more of the same – an artist like Khan cannot justify repetition in her work, such is the personal drive to expand the palette. It’s a bolder affair than its predecessor, a fact made instantly apparent when opener ‘Glass’ explodes into percussive life like nothing that’s come before it in its maker’s canon (maker, singular, for while this album has a greater ‘band’ feel than Fur And Gold. - Drowned In Sound

There’s a pall of inky smoke gliding through each and every one of these tracks, neither subtle nor apparent, and like smoke the lingering aura is a byproduct of something smoldering. The pulsing ember is Annie Clark herself and the trick here is that, although we certainly feel the heat emanating from some unspeakable hellfire somewhere, we never quite get a clear picture of that source. - cokemachineglow.com