"They play music just like you would think they would by their appearance; Outlaw country with a whiskey filter. Playing original tunes, they rocked the house with killer vocals and tasty licks from the lead guitar. ...Moonshine country with Waylon and Willie overtones. This is original country music, the kind I love. They have a distinctive smokey and boozy flavor for sure."
“The unfortunate by-product of the slow, yet sure death of MySpace is that one day soon we’re going to have to say goodbye to MySpace Music Journalism, in which notices and stories are nothing more than the tidy summation of a single page. But until that time, it’s comforting to know that Seattle’s unsigned Americana/Country/Southern Rock, corn cob pipe-smoking troubadour, Big John Hamhock, is keeping on keeping on. Judging from the twang on the likes of “Goodbye Girl” and “Death of the Spaghetti Western,” his heartbreak will taste mighty nice alongside a plate of Slim’s macaroni and a bowl of chili. With Ryan Purcell, The Brambles.”