Not unlike the late-night listening found on albums by Cat Power and Songs: Ohia, John Wolfington's impressive debut is sedate, sparse, and almost sinister in its slow-burning intensity. Opening with the lovers' lament "12 mph," the album immediately allows listeners into Wolfington's deeply personal, open-wounded world. "But I know you now/Baby, you're never gonna change," he repeats, and by the end of the song his voice is as plaintive as Chan Marshall's wail on "Nude as the News." The next track, "Ageless Sky," is as up-tempo as the album gets -- and even then it never rises above a lite rock rumble. Considering the album's hymnal and dismal atmospherics, then, it's probably unsurprising that the album works best when it's piping through headphones or hissing from the car's tape deck under moonlight. Simply put, Wolfington demands your undivided attention, but it's an emotional investment well worth your time.
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AllMusic Review by Jimmy Draper