The Milkman's Union

"Stemming from Jamison’s knack for writing pop songs and country ballads, The Milkman’s Union knows how to craft catchy, sometimes slow-burning songs with atmospheric flourishes and a warm intimate feeling. Jamison’s voice is soft, genuine and controlled, but not uncomfortably so. When combined with other voices of the band, the harmonies are pristine." - Dispatch Magazine

"Probably the lamest word I can use to describe their music is 'gorgeous,' but unfortunately that’s the best adjective. They’ve got the same floaty indie aesthetic as many of the contemporaries in Portland and beyond, but these guys just do it better than most. When they’re chilled out, they’re folksy and calming. When they erupt — like at the end of the title track — they’re dizzying and frantic." - Maine Campus

"Roads In immediately grabs the listener with expert production, evident from the clear vocals and well-balanced instrumental mix on album opener “Rehearse a Scene.” Lead singer Henry Jamison introduces himself on the track, singing “Hello/ Baby, let’s rehearse a scene/ You know/ Always checking what I mean, with what I say,” with a voice that is familiar and comfortingly melodic. Guitar riffs bounce off orchestral swells later in the song, and, by the time it ends around the radio-friendly 3:30 mark, the group’s pop sensibility feels similar to mature rockers such as The National and Iron & Wine." - Playtonic Dialogues

“Lead singer Henry Jamison’s lyrics are beautiful and along with his vocals and the music, it all blends to create a dreamy-imagery” - The Deli Magazine

‘The Milkman’s Union, an alluring rock quartet from Portland, Maine, writes atmospheric yet earthy songs. The closest comparison this writer can think of is the fairly obscure Ottawa band Wooden Stars, another group unafraid to follow its muse to wherever - calm skies of twinkling twin guitars, a simple country lope, or an unpredictable multi-movement symphony of a rock song.’ - The Northampton Gazette

‘The record reveals telling glimpses of brilliance to come. From the lilting melancholia of “The White Sox,” to the unhinged frailty of “St. Petersburg,” to the gathering sonic avalanche that is “America,” to the album’s closing benediction, “Percy, Lost at Sea,” Jamison proves a startlingly gifted artist. And one who has only begun to explore his immense potential.’ - Seven Days

“The music conjures up its own cloud of mood the moment it comes on. Just try to listen at dusk.” - The Ampeater Review

“The Milkman’s Union have created an album which is truly the best sort of collection of songs an album can be. Each is different than the previous, each leads elegantly into the next, each shows a band who have taken more time and energy into sculpting a fantastically finished product than most groups would ever find or make the time for…The result is so overwhelming that I almost feel as though each time I allude to the age of the band I do them a disservice.” - The Animal Show