The standard name check for comparison to virtually any acoustic guitar player these days is, first, John Fahey and second, Robbie Basho, in that order. Two guitarists worth their weight in gold, no doubt, but comparing anyone to them is akin to likening any blues-rock band to the Stones, or any melodic rock band to the Beatles; it's often a gross misapprehension, based on lack of insight. And though I'm sure Fahey references have already been disseminated with reckless abandon in regard to this album, it would be both unfair and inaccurate to tag this as an exercise in nostalgia.

Barr has his own voice, and his approach is very much akin to the grainy cover photo which graces this disc. Though Barr plays crisp, finger-picked guitar, he surreptitiously clouds the proceedings with oblique interchanges to otherwise straight-forward, melodic refrains. These recordings were, as the title suggests, recorded at various apartments and the unhurried casual atmosphere is undoubtedly apparent. The impromptu nature of the home recording brings with it an honesty not found in the technical confines of the studio. Barr's unaffected approach wears well over the coarse of the disc, and in fact the only misstep ocurrs when he tackles Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box. His slowed down version feels a bit weighed down by convention and a bit too carefully inside the lines, considering the unselfconscious mode of the rest of the album. Aside from that, The Fall Apartment... supplies ample evidence that Barr is a talent worth watching, in his own right.