“In lesser hands, Gill Landry's tableaus would come off contrived; his meticulously depicted portraits of the underside, unfulfilled, undesired, and unworthy would be busted as bogus. But Landry's too sharp a storyteller, too tuned-in a craftsman, too real, to find himself on the wrong side of suspicion. Like Tom Waits, John Prine, Steve Earle, and recent-years Dylan, Landry is down-to-business believable. His songs carry their own persona, and though they may be creepy and otherworldly at times and nasty and grubby at others, they're familiar while remaining at arm's length.... Landry is schooled and immersed in the great Americana musical traditions and he wears them well, his voice just labored enough to ensure he's been there and back and just homey enough to make you want to walk his lonely avenues.”
All Music Guide
“The cover mimics a 1950s pulp-novel jacket; over a grainy black-and-white photo of a menacing street, it promises "high sea treachery and a brutal bedroom murder." And a noir mood runs through Mr. Landry's 12 compositions, all of which are stories of men and women struggling against surroundings and circumstances that conspire to drive them deeper toward "loneliness in the middle of nowhere."
The music of New Orleans runs through the veins of Mr. Landry's work, and if his flair for theatricality is ill served by the lifeless supporting performances behind his voice and guitar, he makes up for it with his keen lyrics. Tom Waits will come to mind -- and while Mr. Landry is not yet in that class, this disc is the first chapter of what could be an interesting story of a singer-songwriter and his career.
Wall Street Journal