" Californian born, globe-trotter Mimi Gilbert was the ultimate way to kick off the evening with a voice channeling the likes of Fiest with just a dash of Sarah Blasko. Creating layer upon layer of a raw, prevailing sound that simply burst with life, journey and experience... Mimi Gilbert is indeed a name to keep an eye and an ear on. "

- The AU Review

"Her lyrics are full of metaphors and imagery that offer a fresh perspective on love and the way humans interact. She explained how she’s only lived in Portland since September, and that next week she’ll be moving back to Australia with her partner. While she was previously out of the country, she wrote a song called “Alabama” about hatred and judgement in America. It’s an incredibly unifying song with the summarizing lyric, ‘Don’t fight fire, with your fire, go find water from the well,’ which she had the crowd sing with her, as a beautiful, contemplative end to her set. Mimi Gilbert created an uplifting atmosphere that was continually reinforced during Civilian and Eisley’s sets."

- Sick Snaps Review

"In her debut album, Strangers Won’t Exist, Mimi Gilbert crafts a tender, robust meditation on universal themes of human existence: love, sorrow, loss, and faith are a few off the tip of the ‘daily iceberg.’ Stripped of pretense, palms postured outward, she offers honest and luminous chronicles of what it means to live the daily mysteries of our lives alongside the imperative to ‘love the daily fight.’ With such acuity to the human heart, her songs ask and answer questions harbored within both ‘saint’ and ‘sinner,’ punctuated with a gentle whisper of their likeness. Her writing is dense yet welcoming; her sound captivating yet calming—one feels bathed in poetry through each verse. The album evokes a searching spirit, one that graciously examines life’s many binary tensions such as spiritual belief and human nature, pain and trust—complexities to which Mimi asserts in the title track, ‘one day strangers won’t exist,’ urging her listener toward the joys and triumphs within human vulnerability. Like a missing friend, upon completion of the ninth song—the album’s conclusion—one immediately feels the absence of Mimi’s voice, her guitar, and her word salve; a hunger for more pervades only to be consistently and thoughtfully soothed afresh with each listen and each song’s grand, waxing statement."

- Reina Berumen | Stick Figures Review