Nate Chinen, writing about Corb Lund in the New York Times:
"You can almost see the twinkle in Corb Lund’s eye throughout “Cabin Fever,” an album of pithy mischief and roguish charm, due out on Tuesday. Mr. Lund, who hails from cowboy stock in Alberta, mines his milieu with a catch in his voice and a keen eye for detail. It’s not just the yodeling that sets the song “Priceless Antique Pistol Shoots Startled Owner” apart. His rangy band, the Hurtin’ Albertans, sounds noticeably loose in the studio, especially in “Bible on the Dash,” a wry bit of advice offered side by side with the Texas troubadour Hayes Carll. And to his credit Mr. Lund makes it hard to tell which is the truer version of him: the survivalist prophet of “Gettin’ Down on the Mountain,” who resembles a smart-alecky Cormac McCarthy, or the pleading paramour of “September,” who clumsily tries to keep his love from heading back to the big city: “I can picture how you’re living, in a tiny fourth-floor flat/Well there’s times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains can’t compete with that."