This is an album that you will end up hearing piecemeal on mixes for the next five years. Why not hear it in its entirety now?  Full text...

Echoing the frenetic, haphazard experiments of his long, mostly underground career, Rafter here flits between moods, genres, and textures, discarding any specific one when it threatens to shackle his expressive freedom.  Full text...

Music for Total Chickens is a mess; it's not really meant to be anything else. Sonically agonizing moments are juxtaposed with delicate melodies, and all the while, the gentle, unassuming Rafter sits in the middle of it all. This record shall prove, above all else, just how diverse a musician Roberts is.  Full text...

Rafter's sound is a hefty side of Lightning Bolt, a bit of Tortoise, and some of that one-man-band street performer who you occasionally give money to, mostly because you think he may be mentally ill and wonder where he spends his nights.  Full text...