6/10 Brett Staff review, 17 February 2011
Shit, I ain't sayin' nuttin' 'bout dat title. Nuttin'! And I ain't talkin' no jive 'bout deys taste in shirts on da cover neither. You do dat yo' own selves. Third Man do little bits and pieces of various things revolving around the axis of Americana and this one plops into the 'folk-rock-country-pop' barrel which I seem to remember them sticking their heads into once or twice in the past.. Maybe they'll find an apple on day but this one's a peach LOL. Actually I don't like it THAT much but it's pretty OK even though they're trying to make us believe that 'Michael J. Fox does not exist' which is obviously heartless and cruel. Don't fuck with my childhood, cowboy geeks!
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