"The songs inhabit a bigger, almost stratospheric aesthetic-none more so than "Oh God" which possesses a new sound that positions him to a much larger audience." 

— VOGUE

"After two successful albums of baroque pop, Chris Garneau explodes the borders of his own talent. With Winter Games, he ventures into the infinite joys of electronica and thus seems to find, in the temptation of ambient experimentation, what would finally give him a new dimension, an amplitude, a fullness that was unknown to him until now."

— LES INROCKS

“Winter Games is triumphant, bursting at the seams with Garneau’s barebones melodies and the richly woven arrangements of CJ Camerieri and Rob Moose―perfectly paced orchestrations that parallel their work on Bon Iver’s GRAMMY-winning debut as a full-blooded group. 

— MUSIC NEWS NASHVILLE

“Haunting, melancholy, and utterly spellbinding.” 

– OUT

“It's soft, honest, and wholeheartedly intimate.” 

— VILLAGE VOICE

“[Garneau’s] strong command of the piano and quirky operatic voice call to mind Regina Spektor. Like her, he combines classical sensibilities with folky ones, inviting cello lines and harmonium drone into his ballads” 

— TIME OUT NEW YORK

“The singer-songwriter Chris Garneau’s fanciful and ornate compositions are haunted with melancholia and a dreamlike innocence; his falsetto voice often dances over staccato piano notes accompanied by sorrowful violin and pastoral cello parts.” 

— THE NEW YORKER

“With a voice equal parts tender, warm, and haunting...With each song, you’re taken on an emotional rollercoaster, and you enjoy the ride, going from celebration to sadness, nostalgia to hope.” 

— NYLON

“Chris hints at hope throughout the excellent Music For Tourists, not to mention a classically keen sense for composition (enter Rufus) and Buckley in the voicebox, both in his breathy and vibrato fueled moments” 

— STEREOGUM

“Garneau relies on minimal instrumentation — a smattering of piano and cello, to go with his dangerously beautiful voice — and the result is a chilling disquiet” 

— NPR SONG OF THE DAY

“(Four Stars) As a writer he has the deadpan playfulness of Bill Callahan and a delicate tenor voice that recalls Sufjan Stevens. The wistfulness masks beautiful melodies… ” 

– UNCUT

“Just turn off the lights. See what Chris Garneau heals with piano and peculiar elocution. Listen as he sings, tongue folded, like he's taking flowers from his mouth and arranging them on a plate. Orchid, chicory, bluebell, nightshade. This is the inverse of Antony (& the Johnsons). It's as if Garneau's been gathering songs like this, stillness and piano and cello, and he's been collecting all the gaps in these other peoples' tracks. And then with care, yes with pain, he makes his own song - a song made just of the gaps. Of the pauses that make something flicker instead of shine.” 

— SAID THE GRAMOPHONE