By Micah P Hinson
To call this a lovely little record sounds a wee bit patronizing, but the description isn't intended that way. There's nothing overstated about it, just a perfect blend of subtle ingredients. Stick this on in the background and you may not notice, but you'd be missing out. Give it due attention, however, and its strengths are apparent; not just in a worthy Hawley-esque kind of way, but in the fashion of something you'd be happy to listen to over again.
The timbre of the vocal may be of the world-weary bourbon soaked variety, reminiscent of compatriots such Greg Dulli and his ilk, but this belies the altogether more contented nature of the subject material. This positivity is borne out by the uplifting backing harmonies, string arrangement and swirling Hammond workout. After popping this disc on, only the most jaded listener would deny that the future is pregnant with possibility. It takes somebody who's been through the mill and made it out of the other side to demonstrate it this well.