“Dear Jesus where’d you learn to talk to girls like that?”, Isaac croons and twangs in admiration, befuddlement, and something else completely indescribable. This sounds like a lovelorn, or maybe life-lorn Hank Williams, thrown in a blender with the fifties chestnut “I Only Have Eyes for You” in some bizarro alternate universe and is hard to forget once you’ve heard it…meaning it’s damn good.
Obsessively devoted to excavating the unjustifiably overlooked, forgotten, hidden in plain sight & truly underappreciated in the musical universe, old and new.
PICKING UP ROCKS 