" Give me the shut-in singer-songwriter, the loner who would just as soon skip out on the red carpet to spend a few days holed up with a four-track, phone disconnected, blackout curtains on the windows. That's the kind of psychosis that sticks to the tape. You can taste it."
"The harmony-drenched album conjures aural spectres ranging from English garage gods T.Rex and Ray Davies to all-American pop balladeers Brian Wilson and Mark Eitzel."
"...pens songs that stick around longer than their allotted 3 minutes. Rocksolid!"
"Crawling Tall" tops the list for "Local Records That Mattered To Me Most In 2001."
“St. Patrick's Day evening at The Varsity Theater, Pete Hofmann dispensed songs both old and new in measured doses as he handed out custom-made pill bottles done up like show flyers. "Sorry, no Vicodin residue is left," he joked as he set a bottle at the edge of the stage early in the set.”
“Pete Hofmann, the interviewee, as experienced first-hand: fast-talking, massively gesticulating, damn near hyperactive.”
“Pete Hofmann and band were very exciting to listen to, in a very schizophrenic way. Half of the songs were up-tempo piano-driven raves (think Daryl Hall fronting the Smithereens), and half were Harry Connick-like torch ballads, all of which were delivered with a smile or a smirk or both.”
“Pete Hofmann: Benevolent Dictator”