The music consists of thoughtful, reflective lyrics, like “dreamers get stronger when the dreaming gets tough,” and is supported by well-crafted guitar work and tasteful instrumental accompaniment in the traditional folk vein reminiscent of early Cockburn or Miles. Lynn, that is, not Davis. Indeed the wistful and soft raspy voice conjures up musical memories of a young Harry Manx. With chords warm enough to roast your toes sticking out of the bearskin, Laviolette’s album imparts a feeling of listening to the songs of a long lost road-weary friend finally home. Out of the blizzard.
Andrew Laviolette: New CD Strikes a Chord

