“I’ve been a fan for a hot minute — lead Cosmonaut Justin Collins’ contributions to the Diamond Rugs oeuvre are impeccable, and his shenanigans with The Buddies are unmatched — but ever since I caught the crew opening up for D-Rugs this spring, my excitement has been unquenchable. Collins has a golden throat coated in nicotine and whiskey, a dark croon that feels like it escaped from the tape deck on an ancient alien’s spaceship and perfectly complements his off-kilter take on classic pop composition.”  — SEAN L. MALONEY, Nashville Scene

“Like a choir singing from the bottom of an empty bottle. This is southern phantasmagoria. This is crocodile rock.”