In a piece for Paste Magazine I wrote: "Composers have tried to express notions of cold and ice and snow before, often in grand sweeps of Romanticism. But [Snowman] is smaller, an elemental fable.

The atomic crystallization of childlike joy and hope ringing through bright bells. Brushed, filtered snares of a dragged pine bough and tiny footfall trails in crunched powder."

Snow has created an expansive fairytale in the emotional-musical arc of a day. Delightful, nostalgic, and tremendous.