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| n/a by Billboard |
Comfortable and confident all the way through, and a highly welcomed return. |
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| n/a by www.pastemagazine.com |
Blame It On Gravity is a welcome return to form. |
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| n/a by www.nowtoronto.com |
The disc has plenty of amped-up, distortion-filled moments (Ride, The Easy Way), but the band throws in more than few twangy, laid-back tracks (She Loves The Sunset, The Beautiful Thing). Infectious tunes and, most important, variety, make this another great disc in the bands solid career. |
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| n/a by www.avclub.com |
Gravity should keep fans happy, the unconverted will stay that way, and no one will be embarrassed. |
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| n/a by Popmatters |
Its a nice reminder of what was so wonderful about alt-country in the first place. |
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| n/a by Rolling Stone |
Strum it on a Telecaster/Sing it like a train-disaster song, sings Miller. It's a perfect mission statement from four Texans raised on the Beatles and Johnny Cash in equal measures, whose shiny melodies, and fatalistic character studies, do their forefathers proud. |
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| n/a by www.blender.com |
Rhett Millers lovelorn lyrics remain respectably literary, while his pretty singing and his pals pretty playing turn increasingly wan and half-cooked. |
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| n/a by www.austinchronicle.com |
Feminist complaints aside, the problem with this seventh LP is that the Old 97's suffer from being too comfortable. |
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