in the waning days of 2010 "television landscape" picked up some end of year nods, including being named #20 on emusic's best albums of the year.  they broke it down this way.

The result has the liberated feel of a rebel yell, and the music veers fluidly and seemingly unselfconsciously from Todd Rundgren-referencing lite-rock to sustained passages of string writing that recall French composers like Faure and Debussy. Then, there are wigged-out prog-rock solos that are equal parts The Soft Machine and, well, Styx. What holds the whole sprawling mess together — apart from the warmly pulsing, gorgeously analog sound of the production — is Brittelle's bone-deep understanding of and love for all the music he's referencing. When he writes a blue-eyed soul ballad like "Sheena Easton," he goes for it, bringing in a children's choir and crashing drums in and letting the whole thing throb with the earnest, corn-fed beauty the form demands; in all this genre-jumping, there is not a glib or disingenuous second. Which is a remarkable achievement. The album might tie itself in occasional knots, but like all the best overblown art-rock, it is held together at the edges by sheer fervor of its maker's belief.

the album was also an honorable mention in wnyc's new sounds listener poll, sixth best moment of the year on george grella's fine "the big city" blog, one of alarm magazine's "unheralded albums of the year", and one of the top albums of 2010 by the awl writer and newsweek contributor seth colter walls.