dark delights with a ghoulish air of danger and charming fragility. 4 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
a wandering star with beat generation spirit.
Q
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
cAmericana in the truest sense
The Times
beautiful and breath-taking in equal measure
Evening Telegraph
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
A rootsy concoction of sweet pop and lonesome highway blues that anyone with a bruised soul can identify with
Colorado Springs Independent
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. It sounds a little southern, but more Faulkner than Lynyrd Skynryd
Pulse of the Twin Cities
It makes the hairs on my arms stand up and tango
Jason Mraz
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
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