Somewhere out there, in the vapor trail of a final Bob Mould chord or a poison Jim Reid valentine, yesterday becomes tomorrow. After all, there’s value in everything, y’know, a value held dear by The Ember Glows. [...] One can listen to The Ember Glows and just know the band members are comfortable knock knock knockin’ on Heaven 17’s doors, prefer their o.j. with Pulp and like to play call & response with Bunnymen echoes in the Caves of Nick. - Ron Evans, The Big Takeover