Lantern is one Canuck transplant and two Americans who are exploring the crazier side of early rock and roll. As far as I’m concerned, they are one of the only garage rock bands in the United States of America that don’t just repackage the Nuggets comp and sing about paisley daydreams and chocolate alarm clocks. They take it all the way back to Hasil Atkins, Link Wray, and Bo Diddley—and they make rock and roll sound scary again. After receiving a degrees in music, the members of Lantern started a cool rock band instead of teaching elementary school kids how to use Xylophones, or whatever you do with a music degree. - LANTERN IS THE BEST BAND IN PHILADELPHIA - Viceland Today

A few months back we profiled a release from Canadian string shredders Omon Ra II. Since then the band has gone their separate ways but hope lives on in songwriter Zachary Fairbrother's new solo project Lantern. Stripping away a bit of his former band's wall of intimidating fuzz, along with just about everything else, Lantern occupies a barren landscape of tattered blues and high plains dustbowl dirges. It occupies a space that's both personal and lonely, with Fairbrother citing "Beefheart, Bo Diddley, Hasil Adkins, the early Sun recordings, and the Bruce Springsteen album Nebraska" as touchstones for his new batch of songs. Though I'd definitely add touches of Cecil Barfield and overtones of Tetuzi Akiyama's brilliant Don't Forget To Boogie as welcomed references as well. The fuzz rears it's head occasionally but Lantern succeeds in capturing listeners attention with just the simple push of Fairbrother's sparse blues.  - Raven Sings the Blues

Just beneath the initial gloss, however, are groups like Lantern, a co-ed garage punk trio led by Zachary Fairbrother with the rhythm section of Emily Robb and Sophie White. VR’s Marc Piccolo earns early-adopter points for his post on Lantern’s Night People cassette earlier this year. The group’s sound is more bluesy rave-up than muddy distortion fest, but their disloyalty to fidelity submerges the tunes in an opaque layer of disfiguring sonic slime that negates any latent pop tendencies. What you’re left with on tracks like “Out Of Our Heads,” the b-side to upcoming debut 7” I Don’t Know on Mammoth Cave Records, could be described by stacking one hip adjective onto another and trotting out a roll call of fashionable influences. Its plain, however, that between Fairbrother’s unhinged yelp, the insistent, punishing drum and bass attack and the positively sadistic five minute running time, “Out of Our Heads” is punk rock, plain and simple. - Visitation Rites

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