(The Locusts Have No King) "Like being aged in casks of oak, this is a sound that incorporates classic country-folk, acoustic-ladened soul, and jaunty rock energy. Weaving bluesy roadworn vocals with gritty roots serenades, shuffling forward in a rousing song of salvation. Americana, alt-country, whatever you want to call it, these are twang-infused gems ready to rock your world, like a gale force wind kicking up dust on a distant plain." -Lonely Vagabond (Myspace)