Their debut, Here Is..., is a rollicking caravan of riff-heavy, theatrical hard rock that Gosling must have bought used off a lot filled with old copies of the Use Your Illusion discs. When, or should I say if the new Chinese Democracy Guns & Roses model actually hits showroom floors, Gosling might go the way of the Edsel and Vaudeville, but for the time being they're all we've got.   Full text...

Listening to Here Is... is like a game of connect the dots. For their debut album, Washington State-based Gosling defy categorization by genre-hopping through rock's many permutations, especially indie, punk, surf, and grunge.  Full text...

Here Is… bulges with Queen-worthy guitars as Ingersoll's vocal dramatics prove he may just be the rightful heir to the throne of the late, great Freddie Mercury.  Full text...

Unfortunately, none of the songs on Here Is... live up to their own aspirations, instead settling for bland alterna-rock. Think one part Semisonic to two parts Flickerstick and you get the idea.   Full text...

Some albums are so great that they leave you speechless. Albums that are just so great lyrically and musically that the listener is overwhelmed with emotion. Gosling's Here is... may leave you speechless, but for very different reasons.   Full text...