Doug is a plainspoken oracle of the highest water, an old-fashioned reporter of the heart; the truth that comes out of his mouth flows like the proverbial mountain creek but hits like the proverbial avalanche. And these are the sort of proverbs you were forced to forget the moment you were born. You need reminding, we all do; everytime you take a punch you need to be reminded of the sun and the moon, and the earth and the sea, and other transient states. Doug reminds us of what we're made to forget. He's been through the dark places, walking, riding, driving. It ain't always about the way out. More often it's just about the way on. He traces out those pathways with just a curl of his lip, and that bow-and-arrow picking, and words of elemental elegance. And a steady gaze - I haven't known Doug all that long but I don't recall ever seeing him look away from anything.

"One of the year's best singer-songwriter albums" - Rolling Stone

"A quiet wonder" - New Yorker

"It's a record of subtle beauty, of a soft ache, the kind that seeps right into you and, before you know it, it's settled deeper than you'd have thought possible upon the first spin." - Popmatters

"An anti-star is born" - Mojo

"This is a musician, you instinctively feel, who's in deep... There's something sure-footed and ageless about Paisley's simple, acoustic-and-piano songs, lent further authenticity by an old-school voice that drifts easily between folk and country. At times he's like '70'sJJ Cale, all husk and gentle intonation, at others with the earthy chill of Hoyt Axton and Will Oldham" - Uncut