How can a skinny white British dope fiend sound so authentically like Otis and Carla? And how can it not seem like a nostalgia act or a novelty? The answer is enormous chops and attitude to match, plus a bucket full of songs that emulate the best of deep southern soul without ever imitating it. Perhaps the decade’s only artist who can make heartbreak sound devastating (“Love is a Losing Game”) and thrilling (“Tears Dry On Their Own”).
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