And that's when Marty blundered, through no fault of his own, into my crosshairs. He, a cultural wag and musician of note, mapped out the next stop on our musical pub-crawl. So, with gravity in tow, we moseyed down the street to where destiny busily tapped its foot to the complex rhythms of Sin City Soul.
Now, that band was a flat out revelation. Not being one to get out of the house very often, I had never previously caught their shtick in person. If I were one of those impetuous pigeon-holers, I would probably stuff them in a genre box labeled "Jazz-Rock-R&B-Reggae-Country-Blues," but that would only demonstrate my limited vocabulary. They are much, much more! If you haven't already, you should check them out as soon as possible.
Feels so good to have fresh recordings. Have a listen and say hello if you make it to a show. Don'tcha know.