"Listening to Thayer Sarrano’s Lift Your Eyes To The Hills is like coming across a dark-colored-but-funky-nonetheless sweater in a second-hand clothing shop, trying it on, and finding that it’s been waiting for you to come along. Her music is already worn in all the right places and feels familiar. And it’s not so much dark as it serious – serious, yet soft at the same time...All in all, it’s an impressive album from a young musician with talent beyond her years. And just like that sweater, Thayer Sarrano sounds comfy as hell with who she is"
"Hear ye, hear ye. All of those Mazzy Star and Hope Sandoval fans who've given up on ever hearing from your dearest muse ever again. I present to you Thayer Sarrano. Ok, maybe it's not fair to clump her in with Ms. Sandoval so easily, but it's a great starting point. Aside from the vocals and their affectation, there is actually more here than a first listen allows. I think this might be one of those rare cases where Mazzy Star fans can join hands with fans of Portishead, Muse, and perhaps more rocking witch house acts"
— Brandon Eugene Miller, blog
"...it keeps the audience at a distance, forcing them to push their noses up to the glass and peer in on the southern twang, almost gravely vocals and honest message that Thayer Sarrano portrays"
— -WuOG Radio, Top 20 records of 2012
"The record I most look forward to is Athens, Georgia gem Thayer Sarrano's "Lift Your Eyes to the Hills," it's haunting, stirring music with melodies that infiltrate your consciousness... like a darker, edgier Natalie Merchant singing Mazzy Star with the 'Big Music' period of the Waterboys."
— Bertis Downs, R.E.M.
“Dark, moody and featuring heavily spiritual themes, this songwriter's second album could have collapsed under its own weight. But Hills managed to maintain a startling lightness of being. "”
"King recalls nothing so much as Matthew Houck's work, measured, winding, pretty, moaning songs full of soft, Gothic touches that are undeniably Southern"
"Cat Power's earlier, sparser, sadder tunes come to mind, but there's also something in the way Sarrano takes her time that conjures the slower moments of '60s singers - somewhere between Nancy Sinatra and Karen Dalton, curiously. A little seductive, and not a little mysterious"