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Walter Rose’s new eponymous EP swells with enough warm, smoky ambiance to bring tears to the eyes of a hardened convict. Rose’s songs are melodic novellas of road trips through broken-down desert towns, the kind of stories that bring to mind tumbleweeds blowing through old Clint Eastwood movies. In fact, the entire recording sounds as if it could have been released in 1975, the sort of thing that might come crackling out of a road house jukebox in Barstow. Its flat, analog spectrum lends plenty of warmth to the nooks and crannies of Rose’s weathered delivery while showcasing the subtle dexterity of his backing musicians. There is no sparkle or fairy dust here; just long, open stretches of lonely highway winding into purple sunsets and swells of pedal steel, the perfect setting for Rose’s endless journeys in search of home.

American Songwriter Magazine - David Mead