"Their work is like a subterranean dimension that exists beneath familiar mainstreamed neo-folk: atmospheric lamentations of woe cut with wistfulness."
— The Bay Bridged
Part magical and part ominous foreboding. — Mad Mackerel
Haunting, gritty and filled with ghostly vocal harmonies, perfect for cranking up during a solo road trip
through the desert. — SLC Weekly
Honest, simple, and rich. — Synthesis Weekly
"Some of the most gorgeously haunting and mesmerizing tune-smithing we have heard in many a long, lonely night."
— Mad Mackerel
Callow isn’t afraid of slow tempos, or of letting a song steep in cymbal wash or droning guitar before bursting into an assault of harmonies and murky, haunting chords. At times reminiscent of Timber Timbre, their music is the sound of nightfall, of pitch-black impenetrable woods, or mournful cries from distant mountaintops. — The Bay Bridged
A splendid avant-garde magic
— SF Gate
Powerful, meaningful tracks
— SF Chronicle
From the black depths of the ocean
— Sythesis Weekly
In a word: Penetrating
— The Aquarian
In just over 100 seconds of perfectly judged vocal harmonies and gently subdued instrumentation, the San Francisco duo have managed to create a sweetly sombre classic of pensive restraint and yearning melancholy that leaves palpable echoes hanging in the air long after the song has finished. [Philosophy] is a song to wallow in – to immerse yourself in. — Mad Mackerel
What punk rock would have been had it evolved from The Velvet Underground’s airy slowness rather than their minimalism. — SLUG Magazine
A great guitar tone built of longing and disappointment... with the counterpoint of Knowles’ voice, they combine to rail against the darkness, emptiness of the great open spaces and solitude of the road. At times, his guitar thunders above her drums—at other moments, her keyboards add an orchestral atmosphere. Occasionally, the sound is like the ebb and flow of the tide—perhaps that water on the horizon is a desert mirage? They are actually anything but emotionally callow. It’s really about his voice and what he is saying with it, which is considerable.
— Brian Staker, Slug Magazine
THE BLEAKNESS AT THE EDGES OF “STRANGE” WILL LINGER LONG AFTER THE TRACK FADES AWAY. SO TOO WILL THE HONESTY OF THIS GUITAR-AND-DRUMS JOURNEY INTO THE DARK.
— SONG OF THE DAY, KDHX
Unabashed, relentless and unapologetic, Callow weaves stories about unfortunate life struggles through a lens that is both
smoky and ethereal. — Delusions of Adequacy
SOME GROOVY-SOUNDING ROCK MUSIC WHICH HAS THAT LATE 60’S FEEL TO IT. — WOODBANGERS NETWORK