By now it's pretty clear that both Barry and James think a great deal of Zimmerman's work, and not just because it doesn't seem to owe its intelligence, its sensibility or its aesthetic to anybody or anything. [ . . . ] His subject is a world we have all created through the destruction of one we had found. Zimmerman shows it to us as a world we can hardly begin to understand. James Wagner, ArtCat,

[ . . . ] a deftly manipulated Americana, complete with mythological twang. Alexander Provan, The Village Voice

The Dust Dive's Bryan Zimmerman was born and raised in Olathe, Kansas, and along with chief instrumentalist Laura Ortman and co-vocalist/organist Ken Switzer, has made (murmuring below the more exaggerated/idealized works of new-folk indie-heroes like Iron & Wine, Sufjan Stevens, Devendra Banhart) one of the year's most fragile and personal indie-folk records: a warm, evocative and poetically exhaustive emotional catalog of people-places-and-stings, rooted deeply in a geography that adulthood, and perhaps the subtlest shift in ideology, has irretrievably distanced. William S. Fields, Stylus

 [ . . . ] His art studio in the neighborhood of Gowanus, Brooklyn, is a welcoming, inspiring, place — a cabinet of curiosities that gives a true sense of just how passionate he is about what he does [ . . . ] The fact that he creates beautiful, intricate collages out of a combination of these abandoned or thrown away things and his own photographs never ceases to amaze me [ . . . ] Rachel Corbett, How to Pickle a Sweater

[ . . . ] Frontman Bryan Zimmerman’s terrifying stage presence (consisting of movements that can be described as characteristic to seizures and bad acid trips) and his reliance on samples, a trick not often employed by such 90s fetishists, provided for a more unique and entertaining set than early openers often do. [. . . ] His inexplicable stage getup could have easily been seen as gimmicky or just flat out stupid, but it seemed somehow to fit while he was playing distorted voice samples and the lead guitarist wrestled, and I mean wrestled, a theremin on the side of the stage. They were sufficiently weird enough to shuck the stigma attached to bands with such obvious influences. In the years to come, they might be a band to watch out for. Colin Joyce,

It has nothing to do with anyone and everything to do with everyone. Patrick McCarthy, Light in the Attic Records, Latitude/Longitude, Zig Zags

The world’s most stoic band, and one of my favorites. Casey Block, Eat Records, Long Distance Poison , East Village Radio

 Went to my immensely talented pal Bryan Zimmerman's open studio yesterday for a very unique way of presenting your work! [ . . . ] Instead of just the typical experience of anonymously walking thru room after room of terrible, pretentious crap while the "artist" skulks in the corner of the studio playing with his iPhone, Bryan's stuff is everywhere around the studio, reminiscent of photos I have seen of Frances Bacon's studio. Bryan is in the moment, rummaging thru his piles of semi-composed and collected objects that he just hands to you, spontaneously discussing his plans for the work. It was a fantastically interesting and incredibly unpretentious presentation of his work in progress [ . . . ] —Jason Loewenstein, Sebadoh, Circle of Buzzards, Jakerock Recording Co.

Now we’re talkin’! About what, I’m not sure, but that’s gotta be the beauty with this beauty. This will be the one VERY SPECIAL RECORD in this 10 – 20 title review-run; a record that the house should shelter forever. Not that rising value will ever tempt, as this band is too good and smart for these 500 copies to transcend $5 used-bin purgatory in the next decade or decade-and-a-half. That’s when the world will catch up to Dichroics [ . . . ] I’d like to hereby apologize to this band for reviewing their completely excellent and beautifully-inspired album nine months after it was released…released, I might add, on a Saturday (Sept 10th, 2011). Dichroics can do whatever they want to do. [ . . . ] Hear this fucking record, posthaste. —Andrew Earles, Gimme Indie Rock!: 500 Essential Underground Rock Albums 1981-1996, Dusted/Still Single, Earles & Jensen

[ . . . ] But it's the lead vocalist Bryan Zimmerman's clear, friendly, anchoring vocals that pull the listener to the heart of each of the songs on the Dust Dive's latest full-length. [ . . . ] The effect of Zimmerman's voice, prominent in the mix, is like that of the warm breath of a companion, whispering close to your ear in the late afternoon of a cold winter day. It warms and focuses, pulling you closer for both the heat and the story that it recounts. [ . . . ] —Joel Butler,