By Ian S. Port of SF Weekly
He calls his music “blue beat.” But what comes out when Quinn DeVeaux hits the mic might as well just be called joy. The Indiana native distills decades of American blues, country, soul, and gospel into a funky sound that feels as authentic as it does refreshing. With a voice smoother than a top-shelf single malt, he lends a convincing swagger to classic songs about love and loss — his latest album, Under Covers, consists solely of other people’s songs. But backed by his trio of backup singers, called the Blue Beat Review, and the warm grit of his guitar work, DeVeaux has a joyous sound all his own.
Holding down New Orleans-inspired gospel and soul, this band will make you shimmy and clap and praise the “Lawd” of Outside Lands for including such a fun group in your Sunday line-up. Good ol’ rock ‘n’ roll has its place, sure, but isn’t always known for its â€“ ahem â€“ musicianship. That being said, it’s great to hear such musically sound tight-knit in-the-pocket jazztastic ensemble demonstrate some solid chops. Another group whose appeal will span generations, make sure to grab your granny and your kid and get your boogie on.
~The Owl Mag
“Every so often something comes across my desk that not only causes me to pick my jaw off the floor, but reminds why I began this effort. I don’t know Quinn Deveaux, but something inside of me implicitly resonates with what he is doing. This is one of those rare artists that reminds us that the essence of human soul is alive and well and living, in its most visceral form, in new independent music.”
“”Local guitar-picker Quinn DeVeaux plays a honey of a 1940s six-string Kaye with the kind of calm speed that makes everybody feel good deep in the chest – it’s a sound that hasn’t gone out of style since it was first recorded in the 1920s. If you’ve been following local roots music, you know about DeVeaux’ stellar turns in New-Orleansian Delta blues getups the Blue Roots and the Brown Bums; you think of him as a traditional guitar guy with a warm, perfectly scratched voice. A lot of talented guys rest on those kinds of laurels. But his new record, Lions on Lakes, goes way beyond. Has he been listening to Joanna Newsom? One song in particular, “Golden,” is made up of Neil Young-type chord progressions, Mother Hips vocal harmonies, and freak-folked-out lyrics like “Golden iris of the sun/Lose your torch and join the fun/Where the breakers swell and die/Don’t you know you are alive?” It’s a long story-song, completely impressionistic and freeform, as pretty as an old blues shout but clearly a new beast. On the CD, it follows “Regular Girl,” a more traditional love song lyrically and structurally, but watch for surprises everywhere on this record – we’re talking about a meat ‘n’ potatoes picker who wrote a lovely and wryly mystified song about Judy Garland.” ”
-Hiya Swanhuyser, SF Weekly