dark delights with a ghoulish air of danger and charming fragility. 4/5 stars.
MOJO
there's something instrinsically beautiful in how [Til Your Feet Bleed} is woven together to such a doleful, quietly epic effect. 4 stars.
Uncut
Drawing on the grumbling jazz stylings of Nighthawks-era Tom Waits, Apollo reminisces on cactus flowers, Ennio Morricone and William Faulkner—which sounds about right to us.
TimeOut New York
The album conjures up a set of haunted, western-rich folk with hints of Latin rhythms and Tom Waits-style cabaret.
The Onion
James Apollo is a master of melancholy, his smoky voice haunting each front-porch tale.
Relix
gritty, rootsy, adventurous
Star Tribune
a chilled-out collection of rustic semi-pop...[those] with a penchant for channeling gothic Americana in song will feel right at home
Pulse
Apollo's broken, bluesy tenor moans out his tale of broken hearts and substance abuse.
Allmusic
A high plains drifter on the dark side of tumbleweed roots rock
El Paso Scene Weekly
It's dusty tumbleweed Americana that you're sure to enjoy.
My Old Kentucky Blog
Led by visions of crows, mercenaries, and the Alamo, Apollo works a back porch vibe that's full of crooked atmosphere.
Popmatters
This album came from the bottom of a whiskey glass in a smoky bar, from staring at dusty shoes at the end of yet another gig, from travelling and touring relentlessly across America's great plains... This is your man.
Smack
his husky, smoky voice would be enough to cast this pall on its own, Apollo and friends temper the oncoming night with an array of organs, vibes, and nylon guitars.
Illinois Entertainer
a dusty, border town saloon-like atmosphere.
Synthesis
A rootsy concoction of sweet pop and lonesome highway blues that anyone with a bruised soul can identify with
Colorado Springs Independent
James's music quenches the thirst for straight up roots and blues.
Kent Gazette
an old school troubadour that relishes hard-luck experiences to inspire his western-folk stylings.
HearYa
James Apollo sounds like he smokes a carton of Marlboro Reds everyday and implements a relaxed instrumentation that resembles the lazy river feel of Tom Waits...the whole album is a great change of pace from your typical pop/rock genre.
I Guess I'm Floating
Somewhere between Black Heart Procession and Tom Waits...often soft and reserved, but Mr.Apollo can also erupt unsuspectingly like some emotional volcano.
Allschools, Germany
It isn't exactly folk-rock, but it's close. Or maybe it's country-rock. It sounds a little southern, but more Faulkner than Lynyrd Skynryd
Pulse of the Twin Cities
Layered, nuanced, and smooth
Grapevine, Iceland
a breathtaking combination of lovelorn indie gems
The Pitt News
The pure songs exhale a sultry country noir
Fileunder New Music, NL
A lyrical tour de force.
The Belle Music, Spain
Apollo laces his take on Southwestern sounds with hints of cabaret, spaghetti westerns, and swells of guitar noise, resulting in an eclectic yet cohesive album.
TransformOnline
It makes the hairs on my arms stand up and tango
Jason Mraz
There is a grandness and a sense of open horizons
Lowcut Denmark
One of those albums that just arrives out of seeming Nowheresville and blows your socks off.
Whisperin and Hollerin
A renegade Everley brother with a taste for Mexicana, taking histrionic kicks at a catskin tambourine.
Baby Tiger, Edinburgh
a strong offering...he’ll be around for some time to come.
Exoduster
Tr filo spinato e sogni Apollo il vagabondo del rock made in Usa
e dunque un artista vagabondo, alla perenne ricera di un suo spazio tra i grandi cantautori della musica americana.
Vicenza News, Italy
Nyju plotuna vann eg med hljmsveitinni minni begar vid vorum f tonleikaferdalagi urn Bandarikin
Visir, Iceland
Tripped-down, raw and ghostly
RoomThirteen
A monumental effort. Discs like this one can only be received with the open hands.
Super 45, Spain
sad and solitary music, yes, but that's what makes it good!
Millefueille, France
James Apollo ci scherza sopra: tre dischi in tre anni sono un bel bottino, il problema è che la popolarità di questo songwriter originario dell'Arkansas è tutt'altro che elevata.
Rootshighway, Italy
Apollo writes folk songs in the metaphorical-confessional mode, and I just can't find it in myself to hold it against him.
Kevchino
A daring--and distinctive- bow.
Amplifier
an earthy blend of haunted melodies and dusty rhythms
Sheffield Star
Beautiful, with the slightly unsettling feel of a David Lynch film
The Scotsman
unrequited love, random barroom hookups and the lonesome traveler get fresh attention with an amazing balance of sarcasm and tenderness.
Ripsaw News
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