'Hush the Many inhabit a world where hip is just below the waist and angular guitars exist only in the vocabulary of music journalists who'd be better suited to stacking shelves at Sainsbury's. Their songs start almost apologetically, sonorous, somnolent, building, winding, assuredly climbing to gradual, gentle crescendos, drifting codas, as drums are brushed, guitar replaces cello or morphs to lap-steel, words are suspended in air and 'Storyend' wraps us, enveloped, enthralled.' - The Fly Magazine