THE WASHINGTON POST:
"Not that Foucault doesn't know the dark side of being from the U.S.A. It's hinted at in the lyrics and also in Foucault's voice, a young man's baritone that's been roughed up by the grit of creation, revealing layers of wisdom and wonder... [he] can conjure demons as adroitly as his Americana heroes Chris Smither and Townes van Zandt."
THE NEW YORKER: “Jeffrey Foucault, sings stark, literate songs that are as wide open as the landscape of his native Midwest .”
MOJO: “Songwriting brilliance.”
THE IRISH TIMES: “Quietly brilliant…”
UNCUT: “The music of Wisconsin native Foucault is the kind so many aspire to but never attain: beat-up troubadour folk whittled to dolorous perfection…”