I don’t have a lot of original say this week, I s’pose. But my ears were left open with a draft blowing through.
Rocky Votolato, “White Daisy Passing.”
He’s got all the melodic sweetness of those wispy male vocalists a-la-Iron & Wine, but with a nearly confident, right out vocal.
What is it with all these whispering male folkies? Maybe it’s fear of commitment. Simon and Garfunkel, I’m looking at you.
Plus, Blitzen Trapper, “Furr”
It’s kind of like southern rock on trampolines. Or in a parade.
