“St. Vincent is back with her second album in four months. The “Pay Your Way In Pain” singer previously released her sixth studio album Daddy’s Home in May and shared her first film with an accompanying soundtrack: The Nowhere Inn.” – Glitter Magazine

“St. Vincent has shed some light on the soundtrack to her upcoming mockumentary The Nowhere Inn, which was co-written by Carrie Brownstein and directed by Bill Benz. She’s also sharing the OST’s title track. The quasi-theme song splits the difference between the ’70s pastiche of this year’s Daddy’s Home and St. Vincent’s more frenetic past work, incorporating acoustic riffs, spaghetti-western horns, bar-room piano and enormous, crunching synths and thunderous drums.” – Exclaim!

“Carrie Brownstein and Annie Clark know about rock documentaries. How could they not? Brownstein has spent the better part of 30 years singing and playing guitar, most famously in the seminal American rock band Sleater-Kinney, while Clark gigged and recorded with a variety of acts before beginning her solo career as St. Vincent about fifteen years ago. They must understand the fans-only tedium of so many rock docs (and the self-inflated routine of so many biopics), as surely as they understand the cliché of writing songs about the alienation of touring. That’s exactly the kind of song Clark suggests writing at one point during The Nowhere Inn, a fiction movie about a rock doc that doesn’t come together. (Before you try to parse that last clause: Neither. Neither the on-screen doc nor the movie we’re watching comes together.) Brownstein, playing herself, is directing a film about St. Vincent, touring her 2017 record Masseduction, and the two friends have decided to make a song together for the movie. Clark, portrayed at this point as sort of a guileless nerd who fails to provide much off-screen drama, brings up multiple broad themes, only for Brownstein to shoot them down; after vetoing “the alienation of touring,” she also nixes “heartbreak” and vagaries about the “well of sorrow from childhood.”” – Paste Magazine