"Mixes the rockier side of Fairport Convention with the folkier side of Fleetwood Mac...the perfect weekend wake-up music."
-- NPR, All Songs Considered

"Beautifully recorded on tape by the Fucking Champs' Tim Green at his Louder Studios, The Dry Spells echoes with reverb-y lyric guitar, plinging bells, a touch of droning melodica, and baklava-sweet harmonies that evoke the minimal post-punk of Electrelane and the maximal ethno-folk-punk of Camper Van Beethoven."
-- San Francisco Bay Guardian

"It’s the kind of music that really gets under your skin; so full of sweet harmonies and intensely layered echoey vocals...The Dry Spells paint truly ethereal dreamscapes with their enigmatic compositions, immersing the listener in a fairytale, an enchanted forest of hypnotic folk music. By the disc’s end, you will be wandering down the path to a happily ever after of your own."
-- Wiretap Music

"The Dry Spells were among the more pleasant surprises. With an enchanted drone of melodica, violin, and shuffling percussion, this predominantly female group wove ethereal dreamscapes of soft psychedelia. Singers Tahlia Harbour and April Hayley imbued The Dry Spells with the flickering warmth of their vocal harmonies, while lead guitarist Adria Otte provided playful, shimmering leads on her acoustic electric."
-- West Coast Performer Magazine