Rolling Stone - 3.5 stars out of 5 -- "[T]he 13 songs -- all pulled from the ecology section of Young's library -- are overdubbed with choral gleam, extra guitar drama and noisy approval by a peanut gallery of livestock, turkeys, insects and crows."
Mojo (Publisher) - 3 stars out of 5 -- "Young sounds fired up and that's a fine thing. Highlight: a 28-minute 'Love And Only Love' that shimmers, thunders and rocks."
Paste (magazine) - "EARTH is a ferocious call out, a love song to the earth and its inhabitants....The animal sounds are subtly integrated, with the effect that hearing Neil sing against this backdrop doesn't sound that much different than listening to him outdoors..."
Personnel: Neil Young (vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, harmonica, piano, pump organ); Lukas Nelson (vocals, guitar, piano); Micah Nelson (vocals, electric guitar, charango); Jasper Randall, Eric Bradley , Corey McCormick, Suzanne Waters, Brian Chapman, Charissa Nielsen, Christine Helferich, Windy Wagner, Gerald White (vocals); Bob Rice (guitar, whistle, keyboards); Tim Ward, Anthony LoGerfo (drums); Tato Melger (percussion).
Audio Mixers: Dave Lohr; John Hanlon ; Neil Young; Tim Mulligan.
Recording information: The Village, West Los Angeles, CA.
Director: Mikey Kaylor.
Photographer: Richard Hammar.
Neil Young used his union with the Promise of the Real -- the gangly crew fronted by Willie Nelson's kids Lukas and Micah -- to tackle weighty social problems on The Monsanto Years, a record supported by a relatively expansive tour. Earth, a double album culled from 2015 performances, goes one further, mining ecologically minded Young tunes and then addressing them to mother earth herself. According to Young, the catch is, "our animal kingdom is well represented in the audience as well, and the animals, insects, birds, and mammals actually take over the performances of the songs at times." This is an understatement. Animal sounds infect Earth, sometimes swallowing the guitars, sometimes chirping along in rhythm, an affect that is precisely the opposite of natural. Earth is aggressively artificial, the nature noises grafted upon performances that are indifferent to their presence. Perhaps this tension could be construed as a commentary -- man plows through the world without care for his animal brethren -- but as executed on Earth, the tension is entirely accidental. Young and the Promise of the Real lumber along in their own world, turning out perfectly respectable versions of songs old and new -- they have some of the unwieldy sprawl of Crazy Horse but none of the charmingly leaden lurch -- and, just when everything seems normal, the chirps, crows, and moos all arrive on a downbeat, sending things into a realm where the psychedelic and the silly coexist. Anybody looking for a straight-up document of Young & the Promise of the Real may very well be disappointed -- all those pesky critters keep getting in the way -- but Earth is better because of its inspired madness: the weirdness isn't merely a reason to listen, but it elevates the album to the status of one of Young's genuinely inspired nutso albums. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine