In a Safe Place” is the sound of slowing down; the record feels tired-but-satisfied, like crawling home after a long night of misadventures, burrowing into the backseat of a cab, squinting your eyes at the light buzzing across the horizon, tying your shoes, and thinking hard about blankets. LaValle has always masterfully straddled the thin, gray stretch between Saturday night debauch and Sunday morning remorse, and In a Safe Place exists almost exclusively in the moments where nothing feels quite real, the place LaValle calls “safe.
— The Album Leaf - In a Safe Place review.