What does it sound like?:
Jeff Finlin has been recording for many years and this is his 9th album.
I’m not sure how, but I’ve never come across him before, although he plays a style of music totally in tune with my preferences. It’s a case not just that I’ve not heard anything by him, but I’d never heard of him (or at least taken notice).
I’m a regular listener to Bob Harris and so searched his website archive (which lists his playlists from every programme for many, many years) and see he has played songs from Jeff fairly regularly over the years, though far less frequently than is the case with such mediocre fare as from the likes of Zac Brown.
I haven’t paid attention to them and that has been a grievous omission on my part, a gap in my musical education that needs to be filled. Having said that, it is something that I can understand from hearing this album, because it is one packed with massive charm, a lot of beauty but isn’t a record that has obvious, immediate hooks. It inveigles its way into your consciousness with subtlety, but once it’s there it’s » Continue Reading.