I can’t tell if I am “supposed” to be familiar with this band, but I noticed online that they have a lot of releases and play as if they already belong, like they and the listener are old friends. I felt as if, by listening to this album, I was peeking through the hole in an old barn door and watching the meeting of a secret society. There is an already-present ear that The Goddamn Gallows are looking to connect. They are part psychobilly and part folk punk. They are part growling, bitter Hell-bound sinner and part set-free, dancing-in-the-aisles, crazy Pentecostal uncle. I could imagine these songs being influenced by David Eugene Edwards of 16 Horsepower and Woven Hand, or Daniel Higgs of Lungfish. Some of the imagery and lyrics sound as if they were written on an ascetic retreat into the desert.
–John Mule (Farmageddon)