Parlor Walls is certainly more Nashville than Big Apple. Yes, there’s country in this album. But don’t expect paeans to pickup trucks or tear-in-the-beer ballads about cheatin’ hearts. Elements of folk, rock and blues are all there, too. But the brilliant thing about this release is how all of the genres congeal together, melodiously, in the same pot. The band bridges the divide between blues, country, folk and rock; but they’re also not afraid of burning those bridges when the muse summons. The music fits under the umbrella of Americana/roots music without getting wet, but in another sense, this is roots music without roots. It’s as close to the farm as it is to the freeway. And that might be what’s most refreshing about this release; it’s homeless and it belongs somewhere at the same time.
- Chris Zebo, Maroon Weekly