Grown so dark in the sun

I admit that the last week away from the 'blague was not the full-on vacation I'd hoped for. Like a phantom limb, I found myself fighting the twitch to share any passing musical thrill. Sometimes you have to enforce your time off, if only to break up your habits. But at the same time, I'm a lot happier serving up the love.

Here's an excellent specimen of slow-baked country soul. I'm often pretty iffy on rootsy-type bands, but these guys get those sun-dazed dirt roads just right. A nice one to help usher in the days of squinting at the sun.

Hiss Golden Messenger - Blue Country Mystic