***Awards!!***

Awards season is upon us! While it may not be the Golden Globes or the Oscars, we're proud to announce that Harpeth Rising has received several accolades!!! The awards in question come from No Surf Music, based in Cleveland. We've posted their awards and reviews below:

The digital surfie award!

# 2 ALBUM OF THE YEAR (2012): THE END OF THE WORLD

"Harpeth Rising, a classically trained string foursome that eschews Beethoven in favor of good old American roots music, was probably No Surf's best discovery of the year. Unfortunately, because of some crossed communication wires between us and the band, we were unable to complete a review of this album. Still, it is undeniably awesome. It features the lyrics of David Greenberg—father of one of the band's members—which are of the highest quality, alternately reminiscent of Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan, Kris Kristofferson, James McMurtrey, Steve Earle and Townes Van Zandt. Yeah, this guy is that good. And the intricate blend of lively arrangements provided by the Harpeth Rising crew is just as impressive. For Americana fans of all stripes, this is truly an album not to be missed."

BEST SONG OF THE YEAR: TRUCK STOP MOMMA, FROM THE END OF THE WORLD

"Words almost fail to describe just how great this song is, but I'll give it a whack - It's really, really, really fucktastic. At its heart it's a blue-collar trucker song following the thoughts of a man driving his rig on to the next destination, but its spirit is political as those thoughts turn to the sights he sees along the road, the people he's known, and how the little guys like himself always seem to get screwed. Yet it's done with such grace and candor that one almost doesn't notice just how poignant the societal critique is as it slowly pours out among the beautiful, expressive bowing and plucking of Harpeth Rising. It's easily the best political song since James McMurtry's “God Bless America” and quite possibly even better than that."

#10 SONG OF THE YEAR: EVIL EYE, FROM THE END OF THE WORLD 

"On just about any other album, this song would have been a lyrical standout, but on this one, it's just another of the incredibly sharp-edged series of observations pouring from David Greenberg's pen. I'm not sure whether it's greatest for its powerful commentary, like the particularly damning indictment of George W. Bush's chickenhawkishness (Mr. Greenberg really doesn't like neocons) or its poetic quality (Mr. Greenberg really does like both consonance and assonance, and uses both with great alacrity), so I'll just say you need to listen to it yourself. You won't be sorry for a second."