“True to Indie, many of the players in Madisons are investigating new sounds with new instruments, and the excitement that feeling of conquest it gives to a musician can be clearly heard in the songs on You Can Take Your Sorry Ass Back to West Texas!.”   — The Alternate Root Magazine

“A true onion of an album that reveals more with each listen.”                             — Bucket Full of Nails


"You begin to ask yourself if the characters reflect the true makeup of the given town or could they be from anywhere and still be the same? Regardless, Solis has a way of storytelling and revealing characters unlike most."  — New Slang

"They call themselves garage-folk, but that's the Madisons underestimating themselves. After two releases featuring a rotating cast of characters, they've settled into a septet of fiddles, trumpets, guitars, and percussion that's ramshackle in all the right places. No One's Ever Gonna Know Your Name purports the tale of a young Mexican named Sal, whose childhood can best be described as poor, and who then enlists in the Army, battles alcoholism, and endures a pair of divorces before finding love and happiness. All in the span of 10 songs. The breadth of sound conveying this evokes Alejandro Escovedo, the songs filled with Southwestern imagery rooted in a wide swath of Texas rock, country, and none of the above. The swaggering alt.country of "Bar Stool" and the heartrending acoustic ramble "Melissa" are among the high points of a collection best appreciated whole."  - Jim Caligiuri, The Austin Chronicle

"Seemingly picking up right where the last record left off with the opening track “So Long West Texas” (which bears a passing resemblance to Robert Earl Keen’s “The Road Goes on Forever”), the Madisons paint a portrait of a hard-luck rambler’s struggles with an unforgiving world that seems bent on making his life an afterthought. Musically, the seven-member band — plus two songwriters who aren’t part of the performing lineup — describes its music as garage folk; alt-country might also apply, though they’re as likely to mix in electric guitars and horns as they are banjo and fiddle. Much depends on the vocals of frontman Dominic Solis, who strikes a balance between rough and tender that conveys the emotion of his character’s story well." - Peter Blackstock, Austin360


“An album packed full of solid tunes. ... They are too good to be just tossed in the mix with the few thousand bands out there fighting for an audience. ”—  No Depression

"Similar to many people’s favorite album of last year, though (Jason Isbell’s Southeastern), You Can Take Your Sorry Ass Back To West Texas! rewards multiple listens. Like good film noir, you just have to keep going back to see more of the ne’er-do-wells."     — Twangville.com

“Raw energy and passion that’s infectious and sincere.”                                        — Austin American-Statesman